Belief in Me

To offer belief in me

Shows that they care

However the strength of their belief

Is quite a scare


Acceptance of their care

Is a responsibility

For a person who can and cannot

A person with changing abilities


Changes happen

Constantly day to day

Expecting others to know

Can never be the way


Acceptance has to come from the self

Though wished for from friends and family

It’s important to maintain my given beliefs

I need to love and care for the person that is me


This poem was a small reflection on how I was feeling about people’s belief in me. There are times when my Epileptic Seizures overwhelm me and I wonder why it is not an obvious bother to other people. As others continue to show faith in me I get scared that I will not be able to live up to their beliefs. The idea of accepting their faith feels like an acceptance to work harder alone at a time when I am feeling like I need help.

I have to remind myself that changes for me will happen constantly and as obvious as it may feel to me, others do not see it or know about it as easily. Acceptance of my person must always come first from my person. As much as my seizures make me feel like I will need care from another person, it is my responsibility to know of my needs and care for my person first. Without being told of my needs I cannot expect another person to know. Changing abilities are challenges given to a person to help them grow and discover their actual person. Belief from others is proof of the love that the world does have for us, even if it makes us feel alone in our journey.



Is that an inability?

No. It is a Challenge

To live your life differently.


It can be a scare,

To people that are unaware.

Give yourself knowledge,

Disability becomes a dare


Be yourself the best,

Acceptance will put fears to rest.


Conquer your personal life’s quest.


This was a poem that I wrote to express how I felt about having Epileptic Seizures in my life. I had spoken to others with a similar situation, they chose to be scared and dependent but I did not want to join them. I looked at my slight disability as a challenge for me to live my life differently.

As I started to think of some of my differences I was reminded of how my situation is a scare and confusion to people who are uninformed. When one is given the knowledge, I find that they are more prepared to face the challenge. This is why I try to inform strangers of my situation from the start. I wish for the people around me to welcome their experience and learn in an open, knowledgeable environment.

When open and honest everyone feels more open to learn, accept and lower their fears.


A New Adventure

A new adventure

For new people I meet

To see a seizure

When I have a seat


They look in question

And they often ask why

Looks of confusion

As they see me try


It happens to inform

Give new lessons to learn

It helps thoughts to be reformed

Have purpose and return


This was a poem that was inspired by the caring and loving people I meet in this world. I recalled looks of question and confusion that used to worry me but, through, experience I have been able to see how helpful it has been to the world for me to live with my medical condition openly.

I have been able to hear from others how informative I have been. Even other people, with the same condition in their life, have told me how they have learned. Through being open I have been able to learn that when a person is not informed, I am a scare to them. With the proper information those same people have been able to erase their fears and become more courageous for discovering.  Everybody can fear the unknown but, with knowledge, everybody can feel secure and open to learn.


Communication can be a gift

To inform, educate and even prevent

Reactions can be a big surprise

Often causing unwanted worries to relent


It is good to share your person

To be open and honest

Openness of your character

A key to put worries to rest


We are all here for a reason

Even if it is mysterious

Enjoy the life you are given

No need to only be serious


This poem was written at a time when I was looking back on my experiences of telling others of my seizures. It has been my experience to inform others and never been met with the fears I had been warned of. When I tell others I am often met with a comfort and a welcome to friendship. When I know that my seizure will not be a scary shock for the other I am calmed, often causing me to not have a seizure. Even in situations when my body warns me of their visit, educating another helps me to chase the seizures away.

When others are educated, I find that they are comfortable when it occurs. I have been told that they are grateful that I want to prevent leaving them in question. My openness makes others feel wanted and included. They say that even though we are strangers a welcome from an unknown person makes them feel loved and wanted. People also share with me that my openness lets them know that my seizures are not to be feared. My personal comfort with my seizures helps others find a comfort to let them take their course. Communication has always been a great gift to me and the people around me.

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