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I’m really sorry for the lack of updates, but it hasn’t been a great week for me. I ended up in the hospital (again) after a seizure, cut my head open, just when I thought I could leave that annoying disease behind me, it appears to be back again. Just gotten my driver’s license back, been seizure free for over a year. Don’t remember what happened, just woke up on the floor. So a little shaken up, but slowly getting back on my feet. I refuse to let this disease take over. x Chantal
For as long as I can remember, I’ve been an introvert person. It’s a way of dealing with things, and sometimes a way to hide myself. It’s started in school, when I realized I was a bit different: my style, my hair, I wasn’t an outgoing type. People would make fun of me, look at me different, call me names, and I started to question myself. Why can’t I just look the way I want to, and be as quiet as I want to? I started to doubt myself. Somehow people always find it hard: a girl that has an outspoken way of dressing and styling herself,who is a professional singer, who entertains people for a living, is a quiet and introvert girl in her daily life.
I have accepted myself, and know that I’m an introvert person, but am super social when it comes to my person social life or when I’m working as a vocal coach or as a singer or songwriter for other artists.
I still I have my insecurities. Last week I went into hiding. I was tired, had some really bad breakouts on my face and wasn’t comfortable in my own skin. I just needed a week to find some inner peace and battle things out. Please excuse me for being a crappy blogger, but sometimes life isn’t perfect or about Instagram edits and photoshop cannot save everything.
So for today I’ll sharing some of my insecurities and awkwardness.
Hi everyone,just wanted to wish you all the best for 2016!
Thank you so much for visiting my blog, all the love and support since my epilepsy diagnosis has been so amazing. I’m happy to see how much my blog has grown thanks to all of you. Thank you! I hope 2016 brings us more love, health, peace, style and more of those amazing memorable moments.
Today’s blogpost is a personal story. My personal battle with an invisible illness: epilepsy.
A year ago, on a friday night, I watched some stuff on Netflix and went to bed. I woke up with my boyfriend sounding stressed out in the middle of the night. Apparently I was shaking and having some kind of an episode in my sleep. “We’re going straight to the doctor in the morning, this is scary and not good.” I agreed and was scared as hell,but managed to fall asleep. The next thing I remember is waking up to hear my boyfriend calling the doctor, asking for help. I was confused, felt sick, I couldn’t understand what happened. What the ?? I had another seizure, and before I knew it, two doctors were standing next to my bed, asking questions, checking me out and telling me I needed to go to the Emergency Room.”They already know you’re coming”..Wait.. WHAT?! Noooo, there’s no way you’re taking me to the hospital, I DON’T DO hospitals! But then I realized I had no choice. This was the day everything changed. Life changed.
Hi everyone,
Just wanted to let you know, since I’ve been at the emergency room at the hospital all day yesterday, I won’ be updating as much…I’m ok now, which is most important of course. I’ve suffered two epileptic episodes yesterday, and had one about two months earlier as well. I’m going to have go back for more tests to see what’s causing this. Quite scary too say the least…