I’ve been plagued by this odd idea/image for days, and I finally just had to get it out of my head…and the irony of this is pretty obvious, as you look at the GIF I designed. This is something of a visual summarization of how I feel, much of the time, since my Epilepsy ramped up to a new, disabling and seriously annoying degree. I’m not a fan of loss of control, and when you have Epilepsy, you never know when the most basic control you can have – the ability to stand, to organically and mechanically function as a human being – will be switched off. I read a good description, written by an anonymous person posting on a site about Epilepsy:
Having Epilepsy is like living your life knowing you’re living with a bomb that can’t be disarmed, has no discernable timer, and could take out yourself, or everyone around you, depending on when it blows. Because YOU’RE the bomb.
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