If epilepsy has taught me anything, it’s that life doesn’t always go to plan — and that’s okay.
For a long time, I thought strength meant pretending everything was fine. I thought I had to hide the bad days, the fear, the uncertainty. But over time, I learned that real strength comes from honesty — from admitting that life can be tough, and still choosing to keep going.
There’s no handbook for living with epilepsy. Every seizure, every setback, every moment of doubt teaches you something new about yourself — about resilience, patience, and courage. And it’s through those moments that I discovered what truly matters.
I’ve learned to:
đź’ś See setbacks as lessons.
Every fall taught me something I couldn’t have learned any other way. Whether it was a seizure that forced me to slow down or a moment of frustration that reminded me to be kinder to myself, I began to see each challenge not as failure, but as a part of growth.
đź’ś Appreciate small victories.
Some days, success isn’t about reaching the top — it’s about getting out of bed, facing the world, and saying, “I’m still here.” I’ve learned to celebrate those moments because they matter just as much as the big milestones.
💜 Be proud of who I am — scars, seizures, and all.
Every scar tells a story. Every moment of fear has shaped who I am today. I’ve stopped trying to hide the parts of me that make me different, and started embracing them as proof of my strength.
Living with epilepsy isn’t just about managing seizures — it’s about rebuilding confidence, finding peace in uncertainty, and learning to live fully in each moment.
Over the years, I’ve also learned something even more powerful: helping others is one of the most healing things you can do.
Every time I share my story, whether it’s through speaking at universities, writing on My Epilepsy Journey, or simply connecting with someone who feels alone, it reminds me why I started this in the first place. It’s not just about me — it’s about us.
It’s about the people who are scared to speak up, who feel isolated, or who believe their dreams have to end because of their diagnosis.
It’s about showing them that life doesn’t end with epilepsy — it begins again, in a new and meaningful way.
When I talk to others who are living through similar experiences, I see the same spark I once had — that quiet determination to keep going, no matter how hard it gets. And every time someone says, “Your story helped me,” I’m reminded that my journey, with all its pain and challenges, has purpose.
So what I’ve learned along the way is simple, but powerful:
✨ Life won’t always follow the plan — but you can still write your own story.
✨ Strength isn’t about never falling — it’s about standing up one more time than you fall.
✨ And when you turn your pain into purpose, you don’t just heal yourself — you help others heal too.
That’s what My Epilepsy Journey is all about. It’s not just a story of survival — it’s a story of transformation.
And if my journey can inspire even one person to believe in themselves again, then every struggle was worth it.