Madness string 102528

Random mermaid
You really start to question what is real and what is not when you have seizures. It's a metaphysical level of fear. Eventually you grow to deal with them emotionally afterwards but before (and during if you don't lose consciousness) you become convinced that reality is becoming fluid. You can tell yourself it's just a seizure, but you're still terrified and believe things that are true aren't true, and things that aren't true are.

It breaks my heart, honestly. We were taught love over hate. We were taught to be servants. We were taught to pay attention to the plank in our own eye before worrying about the speck of sawdust in our neighbor's. I don't recognize the church where I grew up. I don't recognize my parents anymore, either.