Kylie Abecca, 41, Albany, WA.
My stepdad, Bert, flicked the TV on. “Let’s have a movie night,” he proposed.
“I’ll go and read in my room,” I said with a grimace. “Okay, bub,” my mum, Sylvia, said.
I was nine and Mum was used to me disappearing to read.
Unlike most kids my age, I didn’t play video games or watch TV because it made me feel dizzy and gave me motion sickness.
At 14, doctors worked out I had photosensitive epilepsy.
Flashing lights caused me to have seizures. At my worst, I’d have four or five drop seizures a week where I’d suddenly lose muscle control and fall to the floor.
Afterwards, my body felt sore, and it took me days to recover.
Unable to play sport, I sat…
