Here's my story :
When I was about 18 months old, I started having seizures, and the doctor's never knew why I was having them, and as time went on, I started getting head - aches that usually had me in the nurses office mostly everyday until the Doctor's finally gave me some medicine when they figured out what I was having.
They gave me three different types of medicine, but they made my seizures progressively worse and finally one worked, I didn't have seizures often, and life was good.
But when I grew older, my seizure's came back worse then ever, and it made my life hell because I was taunted and teased throughout Elementary School and Middle School and I was known as the girl who had "Seizures" and everyone made sure to stay away from me because they thought I had some sort of disease or something.
I admit, these past experiences have made me not want to have friends, because I've made friends in the past that just made my situation worse because I made bad choices in friends, or trusting them way too fast because of the fact that someone was actually talking to me.
My parents and I eventually moved to Washington to take care of my grandmother who's too old to be alone by herself, and I went through the rest of my Middle School life without a care because no one knew I had seizures except the teachers, I still got bullied though, but it was for different reasons.
I still have troubles accepting people into my life because of my past experiences of people letting me down when I tell them I have a seizure disorder, a fear of being rejected because of something I can't help, and a fear that I'll choose the wrong people.
My mom say's I should start making friends because she's says I'm isolating myself and that I'm staying in a little box to protect myself, and is that so bad?
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