Someone told me one day that I was hypersensitive. I don’t know. The truth is that I observe myself and every day my sensitivity is different and so are my perceptions of reality and my surroundings. I don’t know if it has to do with my epilepsy or if it is totally independent, but it is true that my mood, my self-esteem, my self-worth, my self-confidence, is different every day.
Today I have a grey day. I fight against it but I find it very difficult. I try to take the heat out of the things that happen to me, but it is as if there is a positive and a negative being inside me and today all the arguments that the negative one gives me win.
“Thank for their collaboration in visualising this disease”
Today is one of those days when it seems that everything is going against me. At other times, I would be feeling bad and picking at my wounds, feeling less and less and more and more sad and giving myself a lot of grief. The thing is that, on this occasion, I have decided not to keep quiet and to say, clearly but very politely, what I think to those people who, supposedly unintentionally, have done something that has had a negative impact on me. And the result, so far, has been very positive. My belief was that you had to keep quiet, not to protest, not to complain, in order to be loved and accepted. And I think I was wrong. If I keep quiet, I run the risk that whoever has done something, which I don’t have to think was a bad idea, will do it again, because if I don’t complain, they won’t be able to rectify their action and repeat it.
All this underlies the desire, also deeply rooted in me, to want everyone to like me. Therefore, I don’t say what I would like to say, I don’t complain about something I don’t like and my soul accumulates negativity by not expressing it.
If I keep quiet, I run the risk that whoever has done something, which I don’t have to think was a bad idea, will do it again, because if I don’t complain, they won’t be able to rectify their action and repeat it.
I advise you, with all politeness and affection and without undervaluing yourselves in the least, to always express your feelings and let the other person know what something they have said or done (or not said or not done, because omission can also offend) has meant to you.
Finally, after the spectacular success of 24 May, National Epilepsy Day, with a large number of monuments and buildings illuminated in orange, to whom I would like to thank for their collaboration in visualising this disease, we must continue to work for the physical quality of life of these warriors and also for the quality of our inner and spiritual life, which is essential for our emotional balance.
