They call it the seven year itch; well, we’re married seven years today and met nine years tomorrow. I’d say instead, it’s the “Seven year stick.”
Here's the video we played at the rollout of Orange County's Care+Cure program at the gala. UCI did a wonderful job and for those of you that don't "know me" very well, this might help! :) SO proud and privileged to be able to represent the Epilepsy community in spreading awareness. I am surrounded by so... Continue Reading →
I didn't need to see it. See them. I'd already lived it, or at least my own version. Because if anything, I've learned we're all different, but not in the pain. That we share as deeply as two strangers who have never met but live in the same body, can.
it was just a bunch of words flittering around me as I twitched and floated in my own space. Nobody noticed anything but I felt it all descend upon me. The black around me, overwhelming background noise and my inability to form coherent sentences. I wished it away. As always… But it's not something you can ever wish away. And that's what made me hate it most in that moment.