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What Do You Do When the World Stops and You Don’t Know Who You Are?

  • Writer: Through The Rough
    Through The Rough
  • Apr 4
  • 1 min read
“I didn’t know I was human.”

That line didn’t come from fiction. It came from Sean—while describing the aftermath of a seizure that shattered his identity in an instant.

No name. No language. No recognition of what a body even was.

And yet… there was fear. Pure, shapeless, primal fear. The only thing that remained.

What do you do when everything collapses but fear?

That question echoed underneath Sean’s entire story. It was never about epilepsy alone. It was about:

  • Losing time

  • Losing memory

  • Losing control over how others saw him

  • And finally, losing the illusion that life would go the way he planned

What surfaced in its place wasn’t clarity. It was rage. Followed by shame. Then, years later—acceptance.

But none of that came easily.

Because Sean didn’t just face seizures. He faced the question:

“Am I a burden… or am I still worthy of being loved, even when I can’t give anything back?”

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