While I was growing up, my family was very abrupt with me like they didn't want me doing anything.
They would always bring up you might have a seizure.
That was a fact of life with whatever I did.
I might seizure, they used it to keep me from doing things I felt like a prisoner in my own home.
I felt unloved by my mother who was ashamed of my seizures because they embarressed her.
My sister made fun of my seizures so did my my mother who told me I was to serious .
Later in life I was called mentally retarded by my mother. I've never forgiven her for calling me.
It shows what she thinks of me.
MY mother often called me stupid while I was growing up. She was ashamed of me because of my seizures.
You would have thought I was the one who always ran
away and it was my sisters who did that.
I wasn't normal or what my family considered normal.
I wasn't a "drug addict" like my sisters and cousins. they could except drug addicts in the family but not someone who had epilepsy and there seizures where uncontrolled.ssssi us to think that if I had benn more like my sisters my mother would have lved me more.They were into drugs gtowing up and a wasn't.My mother made them stay home from school and watch me when I was having seizures so they resented me most likely.