I may not have been perfect before these seizures took their toll on me, but I had a great life. I had no problems with finishing my college degree, getting a job, driving, and keeping up with the many friendships I’ve had over the years. As soon as the seizures invited themselves in, it all fell apart. I was no longer reliable to show up at work, so I quit. Simple things in life have become such struggles (is it safe to take a walk today?). Mundane tasks such as cooking or taking a shower on potential seizure days have become true obstacles. To RSVP to a party invitation takes a lot of thought and consideration. The more I back out of social events, the less my friends invite me. Surprisingly, losing my drivers license in 2005 was an easy sacrifice; losing myself was an abandonment.