10 Inspirational Quotes for the Epileptic

Living with epilepsy from day to day is a difficult task even on the best of days. Having to go about your day wondering if today will be a day if you have a seizure or not or in some cases how many will you have. Maybe you have gone years without one and just recently had a breakthrough seizure and your pretty upset right now or perhaps you are tired of not finding any control. What ever your situation hopefully these inspirational quotes will give you a bit of hope and peace today.

1 A Quote From Our Childhood

When you have epilepsy it is so easy to think less of yourself. During the years my epilepsy was uncontrolled I really struggled with school and my self esteem took hits as I watched my peers get to do things I couldn’t because of my epilepsy. Maybe if I had this inspirational quote to look at each day I may have been able to build up my self esteem. Remember that your epilepsy is a liar. You are smart, brave, and strong. You have to be stronger than most to still be here fighting today. If you have made it this far it speaks volumes to how brave, strong, and smart you really are!

The Importance of Positive Self Talk

2 Fight and Appreciate

Just because you have epilepsy doesn’t mean you can’t accomplish your dreams. Just because you have epilepsy doesn’t mean you can’t accomplish something small each day. For years I believed the lie that epilepsy meant I couldn’t be or do what I wanted. It took me too long to figure out otherwise. Write down one big goal today and break that goal down into small accomplish able goals you slowly take each day. For example one of my big goals is to finish my degree and my first small step was finding the right school for me. You can do this!

The Importance of Celebrating Small Wins

3 Human Spirit

I am a strong believer that you are never given anything you can’t handle. Yes it will be hard. A journey with epilepsy is indescribably difficult, but you can do this. Just know that no matter how hard it is you are never really alone. It may feel like it sometimes but you are not alone. There are millions that fight this disease to and as someone of faith I believe that God will help you through the most difficult parts of this journey.

Trust God Even When Life Doesn’t Make Sense

4 Share your story

One of the most frustrating things about epilepsy is all the stigma and myths that float around about it. Sometimes on a bad day it can be easy to just play the victim, but we are the solution to that stigma. If each of us proudly shared that story and took the time to educate the stigma and lack of research funding just might start to change.

Sharing Your Story

5 Epilepsy Does Not Define Me

Do not fall into the trap of letting your epilepsy define who you are. As a teen I did just that. I was that girl with a seizure problem and so I stayed in my bubble of fear and didn’t accomplish much. It took me a long time to see who I was as a person. I wasn’t an epileptic I was someone who happened to have epilepsy. There was a difference. I now can say I am a mother, wife, daughter, friend, follower of Christ, warrior, writer, and so many other things. Write down who you are and don’t let your epilepsy into your definition.

You are not your condition

6 People Will Embrace You

Epilepsy can be isolating if you let it. Having epilepsy you might lose some valued relationships with friends or family members, but if they abandon you over it than they didn’t really care for you in the first place. Having epilepsy taught what a real friend looks like. A real friend, someone who really cares, is someone who will be with you through your bad seizure days and you will be with them in their own unique bad days. A real friend is someone who when you tell them you have epilepsy doesn’t care because they see the person who you really are despite of it. Let go of the friendships that weren’t what you thought and seek out people who will really care for you.

Who Are Your Real Friends?

7 I Won’t Give Up

Things may look bleak right now but don’t lose faith. Their is always hope that you might find control. Their is always hope you will find purpose. Their is always hope you can find a way to live a full life even with this burden to carry on your shoulders.

Don’t Give Up

8 This to Shall Pass

Remember despite what you may be feeling right now or what you are experiencing right now this will pass. You will laugh again. You will be happy again. You will love again. It’s the way of life. We experience great hardship and pain and eventually it fades and we have a time of peace and happiness. Wait for the tide of your epilepsy to go out and try and find that one good thing each day so you begin to see the happy even when life seems like crap.

Going Through Tough Times

9 Don’t Stress

Let’s face it there is a lot of things about epilepsy that is out of our control. We can’t necessarily control when or if we will have a seizure. We can’t control what others think about it or say. We can’t control if we receive the proper care in an emergency situation. Instead focus on what you can do. You can make sure those close to you are educated. You can prepare for public outings. You can take your medicine or treatment. You can control how YOU handle it. Stressing over what you can’t control could even make your seizures worse!

How To Stop Worrying

10 Inspire

Believe it or not you could be the reason someone else finds the strength to keep going on their own journey. Many times we become so focused on our pain and our problems we don’t realize the influence we have on others. Chances are there is someone in your life that you inspire and you don’t even know it. Keep moving forward. By just choosing to keep being a warrior you are making a difference.

Be You

I hope these ten motivational quotes have helped brighten your day. If you are looking for more information check out my post of inspirational songs for the epileptic or my post about celebrities with epilepsy.

If you would like to share your story on this blog feel free to contact me. My contact info is in the contact us section of this website. If you have any quotes you feel should have made the list send them to me! They make it in for a part two!

He Was Dead

A note to the reader: This story was written to A Nightmare On Elm Street Pandora Radio station. Listening to this radio station while reading may enhance the creepy factor if so desired.

I thought he was dead. I had been happy he was dead. His death was one of the strangest days of my life, but somehow there he was standing in the rain, at night, in front of my house. The street lamp hit him just right as he stood on the paved road. My heart was pounding with panic. Should I run? Was I hallucinating? He was dead. I saw it. 

I was stuck to the spot. I was stuck staring at him from the big front window in the living room. I knew I should move. I knew I should probably get out of there, but I couldn’t move. My forehead was beginning to break out in a sweat and it took every ounce of concentration I had to keep my breathing steady and calm. 

Suddenly he began to approach my house and I let out a scream. I quickly ran to the front door to bolt it, but I wasn’t fast enough. He came barging through the door. I screamed again and tried to run away, but his cold wet hand grabbed me by the back of the neck. 

He dragged me through my house to the backdoor. He opened the door and threw me outside into my backyard in the pouring rain. I landed hard onto the ground and my clothes got all muddy. I was panicking and in my panic, I found it impossible to get up. I kept slipping on the wet grass. 

I don’t know what was scarier. The fact that a man I believed dead was coming for me or the fact I lived so far out in the country that no one would hear me scream. If something happened to me no one would know something was wrong until Monday morning when I was due to go to work. 

His pace was steady as he continued to come towards me. I couldn’t see his face as he was wearing a navy blue raincoat and his hood was covering him in darkness. 

“Please! Leave me alone!” 

He let out a laugh. It was sarcastic in tone and chilled me to my core. I kept inching backward in my yard as he came towards me. I kept crawling backward with my eyes fixed on him until I reached the spot. I didn’t need to see it to know I had reached it. 

I was right on top of that spot. The topsoil still regrowing new grass and it was soft from all the rain. He pointed down at the spot I was on and growled at me. 

“ I am sorry! Please forgive me! I am sorry! Please leave me alone!”

My voice sounded panicked and shrill as the words left my lips. I was shaking from the cold rain and my clothes were covered in mud now. He reached me and stood over me and stared at me. I could see the blackness of his eyes. The emptiness of them. They looked as dead and lifeless as the night I last saw him. 

“YOU…WILL…PAY!” 

The words chilled my very soul and I began to scream again. The night he died began to flash through my mind. I could see the argument we got into. He was so upset with me. He found out everything I told him was a lie. He hadn’t even known my real name. He wanted to call the police. I panicked and next thing I knew I was plunging a carving knife from the kitchen into his chest. His blood all over my face and hands. I kept stabbing for so long. It seemed to take forever. Then he was still. He was cold and my clean floor was red. 

He looked at me dead in the eyes. “GO TO HELL…BITCH!” 

Suddenly he was gone. He just disappeared. How was this possible? How could he just disappear like that? This couldn’t be possible. Could it? Was this all just a nightmare? Surely I would soon wake up in a sweat in my nice warm bed. 

Then I felt cold dead hands grab my wrists. I looked down and his hands were reaching up from the hole I had buried him in and were holding me tight. I let out a blood-curdling scream and tried to break free with every ounce of my strength, but the hands held tight. 

“Let me go!” 

Dozens of ghastly white dead arms came shooting out of the ground. I screamed in terror. I wanted to run, but his cold dead hands kept me fast to that horrid spot. The arms embraced me all over my body. 

I was now unable to move. I cried and screamed as loud as I could hoping against hope that someone would hear me. That someone would be driving past my house in the middle of the night and hear me scream, but no one came. I slowly was dragged down deeper and deeper into that hole and then all went black. 

I now have no concept of time. I am now trapped in a blackness like no other. I can’t move. I can’t breathe, but something tells me I am still alive. I can feel pain. I feel hungry, but I still feel alive. I should be dead, but I still feel alive.

I can hear the voices of those above. I heard the voices of those looking for me. I heard the voices of the police. I tried to scream out for them, but I am stuck. I can’t make a sound. Each time the terror and panic begin to subside he appears alongside me with the ghastly white demons. I try to scream and they find much delight.  Their devilish laughter echoing in my ears. 

I cry as I hear what those I loved truly thought of me. I cry as I realize how alone I really am. I scream as I realize no one cares that I am gone. I scream as I realize I will be here forever amongst these ghastly devils. I now want to die with every fiber of my being, but I somehow know they have no plans on letting me die anytime soon.

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I Want To Sleep

It took me completely

It took me by surprise

It was like a storm, 

on a sunny day. 

One moment I am smiling,

laughing,

talking,

…the next I am on the floor.

People staring, as I hit the floor.

Questions being hurled at me…

as if I knew,  why the hell

I was on that floor.

As if the not knowing 

wasn’t bad enough.

I lose control,

over my emotions.

I look a mess

Sound a mess

And why the hell…

does my head hurt?

Why am I so tired?

What is going on?

I just want to sleep,

but no I am being put into an ambulance.

Doctors ask questions,

I just want to sleep.

They take blood,

I just want to sleep.

Family worries,

I just want to sleep.

Is this over?

Can I sleep yet?

I am so tired.

I just want to sleep.

Maybe if I sleep,

This will all go away

and I’ll pray…

it never comes another day. 

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Quote from I Just Want To Sleep-By Susan Thomas

My Dearest Young One

My dearest young one,

I see your struggle

to see your worth.

I see your struggle

to find your voice.

I see your struggle 

to find your strength.

I see your struggle

to find good friends.

I see your struggle

to remember.

I see your struggle

to learn.

I see your struggle

against medication.

I see you falling

into darkness.

I see you crying.

I see you praying.

I know your struggle.

I know your every pain.

I know them, oh so well.

I know things look bleak and dim.

I know you’re tempted to give in.

My dear young one,

listen close…

these times will pass, this I promise. 

You will find your joy.

You will find good friends.

You will find your voice.

These struggles will pass.

It may seem like forever,

but this too shall pass. 

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My Dearest Young One-Poetry Quote-By Susan Thomas

Tidal Wave

It rises like a tidal wave

an unstoppable force…

full of destructive power

this emotion

emotion, that paralyzes logical thought

emotion, that stops rational thought in its tracks

and it plays you like a marionette,

with strings that just won’t shake loose. 

The dos and don’ts, 

The rules of etiquette,

The clarity of right and wrong are tossed from sight.

So that emotion…

becomes the sole engine, you are running on.

It plays you like a fiddle.

It doesn’t care that its actions might hurt you.

It doesn’t care that its actions might hurt someone else.

It felt threatened,

and took over like a tidal wave

and when it passes,

destruction is left in its wake.

The anxiety is like a hard stone in your chest,

that just won’t go away, 

because you can’t stop regretting your mistakes, from just an hour before.

Why oh why 

didn’t you just take a breath.

You desperately try and clean the aftermath.

You regret every word. 

Every moronic action,

when that furious tidal wave of emotion took over.

Soon it passes…

things calm,

the mess cleared away.

You walk away wiser.

And you pray that you don’t let that tidal wave

wash through on, another day.

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Quote from Tidal Wave Poem
Tidal Wave-Quote-By Susan Thomas

The Madness of Living in a Covid-19 Denier Area

Covid-19 swept in about five to six months ago and turned our world upside down. Some people lost jobs, some are in danger of losing their small business, some have lost loved ones, and some jobs many looked down on before are now finally receiving some long-overdue respect. When it came like a whirlwind into our lives my husband and I knew we had to take this seriously.

Covid-19 Precations

You see just a week before the United States went into lockdown my son had a week-long stay in the hospital because the flu had a negative impact on his lungs. My soon to be 7-year-old son woke up in the middle of the night crying and screaming because he couldn’t breathe. The last thing we want is for him to catch this virus and have him wake up screaming again.

COVID_19: Are You at Higher Risk for Severe Illness

Our son isn’t the only reason we are taking this seriously. My husband is a survivor of stage 3 colon cancer. His immune system never fully recovered from the chemo treatments and he has a history of asthma. Not only is he high risk, but he’s a pastor as well and this means that he remains in contact with people who have been exposed or may have been exposed and don’t know it. He wears his mask for long periods of time every time he works and uses lots of hand sanitizer.

COVID-19 & Epilepsy

Two people would be enough for anyone to take this seriously right? I mean two high-risk people in one family is something to really make you stop and think, but I have two more high-risk people in my family. My three-year-old daughter is susceptible to febrile seizures when she has a fever and we have an 11-month-old baby boy. His immune system is developing. I never thought me with my epilepsy would be the person in the house that was the least high risk other than my 5-year-old daughter. My 5 year old can’t do the grocery shopping…obviously.

So to say I was relying on my fellow community to buck up and do their part is an understatement. I needed them to do their part. I needed them to wear their masks. I needed them to wash their hands. I needed them to take every precaution they could because I really don’t want to bury one of my children or my husband.

Cornavirus Conspiracy Theories-Why Do We Believe Them?

Unfortunately, we live in an area filled with people who believe Covid-19 is some big conspiracy. Now, of course, you do have some like us who are taking this seriously, but it’s hard not to feel outnumbered here. The most stressful thing in my life right now are these Covid-19 deniers who feel no shame or guilt jeopardizing the life of my 7-year-old, 3-year-old, infant son, and husband.

Covid-19 Deniers

Recently our area went red because of some bad decision making on some people’s part. Bad decision making that has been widespread in this country. So things have gotten a tad better, but not much.

In most places going to a store without a mask could lead to you being thrown out or harassed by other customers. Here? It’s the opposite. I had people without masks come charging at me with their cart and try and to purposely run me over because I wore a mask to protect them and my children. I had people rolling their eyes, snickering, and calling me awful things under their breath.

People continue to throw large gatherings and crowd together in public places. Because my family is taking this pandemic seriously we have become social pariahs of sorts. We are the butt of jokes and they laugh at the thought that we take our health and theirs so seriously.

We have heard some crazy conspiracy theories. Theories ranging from unlikely to so out there that I wonder about their mental health. I watched as this pandemic has been twisted into a political battle when all I want is for you to just give a damn that you could be responsible for the death of someone that is deeply loved and cared for. Every time you ignore social distancing and don’t wear a mask you risk killing people like my infant son, my three-year-old, my seven-year-old, and my husband.

This has been so very hard on my family. My kids miss their friends and they even miss school. They are afraid of school not starting again but at the same time want everyone to stay healthy. So much so that if they do go out somewhere public they insist on wearing a mask. My three old at her doctor’s appointment proudly wore her mask and said loudly: “Everyone needs to wear a mask so this stupid virus will finally go away!”

Went we went to a state park the other day the only reason they didn’t insist on wearing masks was that they could clearly see we were the only ones in that section of the park. The park something so simple and something they missed so much. You see early on even the parks here had to close because people were gathering in large crowds at the park. So for the longest time, my kids were stuck here at home. We made the best of it with sidewalk chalk, a small kiddie pool, water guns, hose fights, and some old fashioned summer fun, but it doesn’t make up for what they have lost.

It doesn’t make up for what I lost. Where I live it’s definitely a northern state but the part of the state I live in has a sprinkling of southern in it. What I mean everyone is very polite, people love their sweet tea, and certain southern considered foods are considered a staple around here. I really liked this area when my husband was appointed here, but sadly recent events have changed my feelings.

I have lost faith in the people in my area. I no longer feel I can really trust many people. I don’t feel safe making a simple grocery run and I now have mixed feelings about living where I do. In fact, grocery runs got so bad we started driving two hours to go grocery shopping in an area we know people are taking things seriously. The difference between the two areas is astounding. Where we go to grocery shop everyone wears a mask and no one sees a problem with it. I haven’t seen one person in that store try and sneak in without a mask unlike where I live. Yes, they sneak in and most often through the exit.

I have trouble understanding how so many people can make a virus that has spread around the world political. I have trouble understanding how so many can be okay with potentially millions dying to give the enconomy a boost. I try and understand their view point. I try and listen but each time I am left asking why is your routine, your dislike of masks more important than a human life? Sure, things really suck right now. I don’t think anyone would argue that. Yes, I miss a normal routine. We all do, but I don’t want normal at the expense of human life.

I feel like I woke up in a crazy world where money and convience is more important to many people than human life. I really struggle with that reality. I used to see the best in people and I loved that, but now I feel disgust. I want to see the best again, but as long as my children’s lives and my husband’s life aren’t as important to people as shopping without a mask the more likely that part of myself that sees the best will die.