Dec 30, 2018
7 min read
My Childhood Epilepsy: a Glimpse
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This is the age when my doctor says I started having seizures. It’s a speculation. No one knows for sure because between foster homes, my grandmother’s house, and my parents’ apartment, I was in too many hands.
No one really caught on. I was a good kid. A quiet kid.
My aunt, who was only fourteen then, says she remembers me acting strange, but no one…
