I was driving home recently and listening to music on my phone. I have it on shuffle so I can listen to a variety of tunes that stretch from Billy Joel to Marilyn Manson, from Enigma to Nickelback. (That’s right, I listen to Nickelback. If you don’t like it, tough noogies.) As I was turning a corner, I had a brief seizure—slightly more than a picture this time—and what I saw in my head was a phoenix rising up and spreading its flaming wings. Same weird surge in my head, but this may be the first time I could tell what the thing was that just flashed through my brain.
Then a song started playing on my phone: “Broken”, by Seether and Amy Lee.
When it hit the chorus, I almost started crying. “I’m broken…”
Thankfully, that thought didn’t get stuck in my head because I really am in one piece. It’s a really odd-shaped piece, but one piece nonetheless. The term “square peg in a round hole” refers to someone who doesn’t fit the norm. In this case, “normal people” are round pegs and “people with epilepsy” are… well, we’re not. We’re not round, we may not even be square, but we’re definitely not broken. Not even if we listen to Nickelback.
