Today I was told that because of you, I have to go back under a specialist. For 17 years I went through tests year after year, appointment after appointment just to try and manage you. Manage you, that's funny because you still insist on visiting, you still insist on pestering me and visiting although your not welcome. I don't want you in my life, your a never ending nightmare except how I know I'm not waking up, I'm fast asleep and your not leaving, but the thing is Epilepsy, everything must come to an end, even you and one day I will wake up from this nightmare and you'll be out of my life, hopefully.
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