Good morning everyone, welcome WoodHippy. Up early, demons from my past come to visit once and awhile. Maybe I was 10 and I went summer camp. Had a seizure and they didn't know what to do. I remember no one speaking to me again and being sent home. Sometimes those feelings find there way to the surface and I find it hard to live thru them again. For the most part, whenever I had a seizure, I was made to feel as I did something wrong. The struggle I am having with my grow has brought all those old feelings to the surface and I feel as though I did something wrong all over again.