My story with epilepsy began years ago, but for a long time, I didn’t fully understand what it meant. I just knew that my life was different — unpredictable at times, and often filled with fear and uncertainty.
Like many people living with invisible conditions, I tried to hide it. I wanted to live a “normal” life, to blend in, to prove that epilepsy didn’t define me. But over time, I realised something important: hiding it didn’t make it easier. It just made me feel alone.
The turning point came on January 31, 2020, when I suffered one of my most severe seizures. I was walking with my mum and little sister when I suddenly collapsed face-first onto concrete, fracturing my right cheekbone.
That night in hospital, everything felt different. I could have let that moment break me, but instead, I decided it would build me. That experience — and the many injuries I’ve sustained over the years — became part of a bigger mission: to help others who know what it’s like to live through the same struggles and still find the strength to rise.
After that 2020 seizure, I began speaking more openly about my life with epilepsy. For years, I’d kept it quiet, afraid people wouldn’t understand. But the more I spoke, the more I realised something: so many others felt exactly the same way.
That’s why I created My Epilepsy Journey — a place where people could finally feel safe, seen, and supported.
A space where we could talk about seizures, medication, fear, and mental health without judgment.
A space built on empathy, honesty, and strength.
I wanted to build what I needed when I was struggling — a community where no one had to face epilepsy alone.
Why I Speak Out
Today, I work as a motivational speaker, sharing my story with universities, colleges, and health organisations across the UK and beyond.