If we cross encounters for the first time, you might see me as a shy young woman who will be hesitant at first, but will open up when I get comfortable around you. You might see me as just a young woman known as “Zip” to my readers. Twenty eight years later, the road to where I am now was not a straight path. I encountered many setbacks and still struggle through daily life issues like every child of God does. When I was thirteen, I remember running a race outside with a fellow classmate of mine. During the race, I stopped breathing and collapsed to the ground. Paramedics came and rushed me to the hospital. Doctors ran tests on me over and over again. Still, no explanation why my fainting was happening. They later discovered I had a seizure disorder which I developed through genetics. I had to be on medication for the rest of my life. I asked God, “Why is this happening to me?” It seemed like as soon as the disorder came to surface, the more seizures I started having. Depression and anxiety also became an issue. I felt like nobody understood me. I felt like God was punishing me and I didn’t know why. Plus, I felt like my disorder was a mental and financial strain on my mother. My mother was a strong woman of God, but she was also a single parent. My brother had just got diagnosed with autism a few years back, so she had a lot on her plate already. I was only thirteen and I felt hopeless. As the years went on in my adolescent years, I finally accepted that I had a disorder, but that didn’t mean I would let the disorder define me. There was a time I felt sorry for myself. I grew up without my father and I would blame him for some of my issues, especially when I found out I was having seizures because of his hereditary trait. Throughout the years, I blamed him for my failed relationships with men. I felt like I was “damaged goods”, so it was okay to accept a man with issues as well. I didn’t think I had daddy issues, but it hit me in my college years. To endure the pain that I thought nobody understood, that’s when I started writing. Pretty soon, my first book, No Caution was published a year later. It was a milestone for me. I finally felt like I was good at something. I now have my own publication company OJB Prouductions, the author of eight novels, and the creator of #ZipPost. It’s crazy how people read my work now and I get messages from people about how I’m an inspiration. The old me would have laughed at this. I finally found my purpose on this earth. I finally found my outlet to deal with the mental and physical pain I endured these past 16 years. I am now 28 years old and I have been seizure free for almost 2 years now. 2 years! When I stopped focusing on all the things going wrong in the life, that is when God revealed what is going right in my life, and I received my purpose in the middle of my storm. God is so good!