So I had just come from town, exhausted from the hot sun. Near our home compound, I am tempted to sit and rest. I can feel an aura coming. Smell of rotten egg some weird feeling hard to describe. I do not know what happens next.
I am up again, I think I see someone familiar but before I know it I am alone. Something feels different. There is an extreme wetness in my private parts and also pain. I look to check and there a pull of blood, I am not fully dressed as I was. My panty is down. Someone was there when I was unconscious. I am feeling ashamed of myself. I go wash my whole body. Over and over again with the hope that I could wash away the shame.
Mum knows about this. She has been insulting me calling me a prostitute. I am too scared to share what happened to me. I am scared of having a seizure but this fear puts so much stress in me and I end up getting more seizures.
On international women’s day, I wish that the plight of women with epilepsy would be heard. That they could feel safe with their condition and not be possible victims of abuse. The misconception held is that a seizure is a sign of hysteria treated with intercourse. Help me create awareness that epilepsy is a brain disorder that is treated with Anti-Epileptic Drugs and not hysteria.