You Complain To Much

I use to not care if people bitched and moaned all day about ever little ailment, but ever since I got diagnosed I’ve just had such a low tolerance for complaining. Especially when it’s people who complain about such stupid bullshit. “Oh my gosh I have high blood pressure because someone said something about me and it just made it sky rocket!” Well no duhhhh you moron! Whenever you get hyped up your blood pressure rises I mean are you really that into yourself that you think you’re the only human being on the planet with high blood pressure? It’s not like it just happens for no reason it happens because you can’t stay out of the drama and you stress yourself out. Same goes for people constantly complaining about stupid stuff like a runny nose or a toothache. Not to say my condition is better than theirs, but you need to live by the saying

There is always someone out there who has it worse off than you.

I try not to complain to much about my condition because I know there is someone out there who may be on their death bed and thank God it’s not me. Learn to not complain so much about the little things and save your complaints for something worth complaing about. God I said complaining a lot in this entry. Ha ha that was me complaining. Peace out!

Why Am I Here?

Recently I was diagnosed with Juvenile Myoclonic Epilepsy. I was really depressed at first because it was a lot to deal with. I had to realize that while the medication they gave me does control my seizure’s it will not prevent them from happening 100%. After I had one of my more severe seizures at school I decided the best thing for me to do was to be home schooled and to reject all college acceptance letters from out of state colleges. I had to basically start all over again from scratch. Luckily for me I was accepted to a college close to home so my grandmother won’t have to worry too much about me having to drive long distances (recently there actually was a man who had a seizure while driving and his vehicle ran into a bunch of innocent tailgater’s) or being in a dorm room alone. Since starting my medication I have had no clonic-tonic seizures (formerly known as Grand-Mal seizures) though I do still experience what they call absence seizures every so often. With that being said I decided to start this journal to give me a place to write what’s on my mind. Sometimes I do feel very alone and I do tend to bottle up my emotions because I feel like no one really understands what goes on for me on a daily basis. This blog I am hoping will help me overcome that by trying to get everything off my chest so I can just live my life without worrying if anyone can comprehend my condition because it’s there in my blog. I understand me and I’m sure there are other people out there who do also. I want to be able to see that I am not alone and that everyone out there has their own issues that they deal with and that nobody’s life is perfect. Hopefully after a while I’ll be able to look back on this and draw some kind of strength from it, but only time will tell.