It all started my sophomore year of high school.
The first symptom that struck me was the constant headaches. I was easy to brush it off since I had been overwhelmed with before and after school activities. More activities meant more coffee to poiso...
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The first symptom that struck me was the constant headaches. I was easy to brush it off since I had been overwhelmed with before and after school activities. More activities meant more coffee to poison the pain of maintaining my reputation.
"It's the stress," I would constantly tell myself.
Then it was the small fragments of my memory that kept being stolen away from me. Bits by bits, they would slowly vanish leaving me demented. I though I was going crazy because I couldn't remember simple things like where I lived.
There was no excuse for that. Still though...I brushed it off.
Entering my senior year of high school, I had accomplished many feats. I was head of student council which opened many different scholarship opportunities. A company that I worked with helped put all of its dogs in forever homes, and that brought a lot of good light on me.
That all came crashing down with one simple hospital visit.
