2025 Poem by Lisa Knipe

2025

This year changed me in ways, I never thought was possible.

I always said I was scared about losing my sight or hearing. After my epilepsy & migraines combined give me temporary blindness.
I'm used to it.

People, names, places, faces, basic skills. Every day information I took for granted until I lost it slowly.
Encephalitis is it name.
It has robbed me of memories with loved ones and put in fake memories.

I still don't remember my wedding day or giving birth to Jacob.

It's like a secretary from the wrong department has come in and put their files in my memory.

When I do that memory back it's not the same feeling when I first felt it.

I sometimes I feel like I have to pretend to know someone or remember that memory. I feel like it's like faking it until you make it

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