Anyone mourn their previous life?
I developed epilepsy at 30yo (now 34) called #NORSE (New Onset Refractory Status Epilepticus). Tried so many combinations of medication and still uncontrolled, mainly focal, seizures. Prior to this I was always outdoors, planning trips abroad, driving around the country with my dog, part-time studying for a PhD and part-time working to build my career. I feel like so much of who I am/was has now been taken away.
I see lots of people talk on here about learning to appreciate the smaller things in life. But that just doesn’t feel like a life I want to live. Yes I have loved ones, but time with them while stuck at home/locally, or only being able to travel but it being well planned out with friends/family just isn’t enough for me.
I had so many dreams of places I want to visit and activities I want to do and I’m really struggling to get past that.
Any advice?