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Originally Posted by Hakulyte
My life is pretty simple.
I got epilepsy. (oh noes)
I couldn't drive a car anymore. (oh noes)
I took meds for 3 years to get back to normal. (huh)
I'm back to normal without meds. (yus)
I can drive a car now. (yus)
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damn this same exact thing happened to me too
beyond the other stuff I posted earlier, my depression absolutely accelerated when I started graduate school, as well as my guilt complex. eventually I started having seizures-- not totally sure why, probably a combination of dad reentering my life, impostor syndrome, qualifying exams, and falling behind with research
the seizures and stress ultimately forced me to leave grad school after 4 years. I never got a degree from it, and I never proposed or started my PhD thesis
I moved home to my family for around a year to correct my health issues and enter the local job market. at least if the epilepsy continued I would only be an hour drive from my sister and my mother.
things have gotten better generally since I got a real job. the quarantine has been fucking me up quite a bit though, the lack of social interaction and being able to go outside and stuff. recently I've been doing 36-hour weekend sleeping sessions, which is obviously bad for a number of reasons. not sure how to fix that