A tiny speck of dirt, that’s what Olivia Nell calls it in her letter. She acknowledges its presence but dismisses its power.
“Dear Epilepsy,” she writes. “You put my emotions on a terrifying roller coaster that never ended. You made me sad, angry, and scared, and honestly I had no clue what do with you. I will stand up for myself, and I won’t let you take over my life. You are not me, and I am not you. To me, you are a tiny speck of dirt in the whole universe. Seriously, you are nothing.”