9 years ago, I experienced my first Seizure. Today, I write a letter to my 21-year-old self, who has no idea what is coming.

9 years ago, I experienced my first Seizure. Today, I write a letter to my 21-year-old self, who has no idea what is coming.
On December 7th, 2011, my family woke up before dawn and began getting ready to step out into the darkness. My father, my mother, and I rode in relative silence on the 30 minute drive to Baltimore from our house. Usually, there is traffic, but so early in the morning, there were barely any cars…
When I first came to, it was as though I was floating up to the surface of a pool. I felt weightless, slowly being pulled up into the world of the living from the soundless depths of water. I wanted to go back. It was so peaceful down there. So dark and peaceful. Here… Here was…