Fashion and Photography - By Tanya Aradhya



Saturday, May 3, 2014

Life of an Epileptic

One day I will wake up and wont have a migraine. My day will go on like any other human being. I won’t have to worry about taking any drugs, prescriptions or even being cautious.

One day I will be able to drink like a fish, my liver wont stop me from drinking at any point so I can be free from that thought. There will be a day where my mom wont wake up every night with fear just to see if I’m having an attack or not.

One day I will be happy that all my worries are gone and will not be scared to go to sleep. I will make sure that there will be a day where I can drink 4 gallons on coke without even thinking about what it does to my bladder. My bestfriend’s are drugs; Norflox, Topomax, Tegretol, Broufen and I can go on. As a child my dreams were filled with pressure, not the kind of pressure that your parents put you through, I had the pressure of two trains ramming my head together. I would get up in between and I would be sweating and my hand or leg would go numb. Do you know what’s the worst? When your whole face goes numb and you can’t call anyone for help because it hurts, it really hurts. All you can do is wither and cry.

One day, I will wake up and the world will sleep because they need to know how I feel when I am dormant. I can’t go swimming alone so I just stopped swimming, I tell people “swimming’s not my thing, I just like to sunbathe” , I can’t drive, when people ask me why I don’t want a drivers license I just tell them “I’d rather get a car and someone drive it for me”. I try not to care though, my life’s pretty much going in the right direction.


One day, I will fight my way through and be someone no one could be. I promise you ma.