<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045</id><updated>2012-01-11T15:43:00.352-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PTSD Recovery, A Journey to Self</title><subtitle type='html'>Come with me on a journey to self.  What's working, as far as treatment.  Where I have been, and where I am going.
  
Disclaimer:   I do not condone nor endorse any PTSD quick fixes.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>64</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-4255575957382746312</id><published>2010-02-06T01:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T02:01:05.697-05:00</updated><title type='text'>*Sigh</title><summary type='text'>This blog got really long.. of course now it's 2010 September of 2008 was a lifetime ago as far as my disorder goes... the rats set me up for a slide into depression followed by pneumonia and COPD and congestive heart failure that I didn't have but that's what site diagnosis does so well it pigeon holes me all the time.. I became a recluse completely isolating myself after I struggled to get </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/4255575957382746312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=4255575957382746312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/4255575957382746312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/4255575957382746312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2010/02/sigh.html' title='*Sigh'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8S8dhHmkhI/S20Tg4XBy9I/AAAAAAAAHTA/mlgwwkZ1qsk/s72-c/IMG_0044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-6000962874136955350</id><published>2008-09-19T11:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T12:00:16.344-04:00</updated><title type='text'>July August and September</title><summary type='text'>Wow three months just flew by didn't they? But as I was living it it was painfully slow and hard to make it through them. Today I turned 50 years old and I didn't think I would be this um whats the word.... goofy lol yeah I feel goofy I usually spend my birthdays as just another day, and I'm sure that in retrospect it will just be another day on this journey. I talked to KK an online friend a </summary><link rel='related' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2004/02/welcome.html' title='July August and September'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/6000962874136955350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=6000962874136955350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/6000962874136955350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/6000962874136955350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2008/09/july-august-and-september.html' title='July August and September'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8S8dhHmkhI/SNPFUb8OkHI/AAAAAAAAFZk/boeutXzfZJQ/s72-c/IMG_0005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-467477492912114606</id><published>2008-06-30T15:36:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T16:06:35.874-05:00</updated><title type='text'>June Update</title><summary type='text'>Hello friends,   It's been a long month, mostly spent inside.  I went on a canoe trip for memorial day.I had a run in or rather a confrontation with the truth while there, I am too fat. Oh yeah that doctor told me years ago Im obese  yeah its true... :(  My girlfriend and I attempted to ride together we chose the fat bottomed canoe thinking it would be more stable... instead I made it pop a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/467477492912114606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=467477492912114606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/467477492912114606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/467477492912114606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2008/06/june-update.html' title='June Update'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-8047783328058423814</id><published>2008-05-05T01:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T02:18:53.683-04:00</updated><title type='text'>News n updates</title><summary type='text'>  Well beyond my helping to save 62sq feet of rainforest...My youngest child will be graduating from college a week from today.. I'm very proud of her and a little proud of myself for struggling all those years.  Finally a Mothers Day that will have a better connotation than ones past.  Mothers Day was always a reminder of what my family and ex's felt.. that I was a failure.  Obviously I wasn't, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/8047783328058423814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=8047783328058423814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/8047783328058423814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/8047783328058423814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2008/05/news-n-updates.html' title='News n updates'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-2832718129429867290</id><published>2008-01-01T11:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T11:46:02.762-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2008</title><summary type='text'>(picture is of the card my daughter and I made this year)Happy New YearWell I made it through the holidays.. Yeah!!lol It wasnt as bad as I thought it was going to be.. I have a new grandson.. born December 10th.. 6 totalI set up some new boundaries as far as my son and his family goes, I just need to remember that I am healthier when I'm not so stressed out.Can't wait for spring  is it here yet?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/2832718129429867290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=2832718129429867290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/2832718129429867290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/2832718129429867290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2008/01/2008.html' title='2008'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_r8S8dhHmkhI/R3psLDNHdBI/AAAAAAAAD44/2zm5vQc3gqc/s72-c/Christmas+print+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-7281874982714695732</id><published>2007-10-16T18:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T18:42:43.475-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking a break from the deep stuff</title><summary type='text'>From Otsego Marchi...I found myself avoiding sleep, and first spoke with my therapist who thankfully has agreed to not go into any thing that makes me think about all the hard stuff.. so I'll be posting for a little while on my picture site.  Today I uploaded two sets of my nieces videos of her Marching band performances(YouTube). As well as pictures of the band on Picasa I went to both of them </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/7281874982714695732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=7281874982714695732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/7281874982714695732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/7281874982714695732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2007/10/taking-break-from-deep-stuff.html' title='Taking a break from the deep stuff'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-8858610105194269150</id><published>2007-10-07T06:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T09:09:42.545-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't want to know what makes me cry in my sleep</title><summary type='text'>Last weekend I went to Otsego for my nieces Marching Band invitational.  I stayed at my youngest sisters house and spoke to my oldest sibling for an awkward brief moment.  She is adopting the second child from her foster care, siblings who will have a better life than what they were destined for had they stayed with thier drug addicted parents.  We have a history I'm not quite sure how to explain</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/8858610105194269150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=8858610105194269150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/8858610105194269150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/8858610105194269150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-dont-want-to-know-what-makes-me-cry.html' title='I don&apos;t want to know what makes me cry in my sleep'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-4226583557939038765</id><published>2007-09-27T11:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T11:58:50.624-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Abandoned and Isolation</title><summary type='text'>I was asked by my therapist to write about isolation and abandonment before my next therapy session.. this is gonna be a tough one.. I like to try and deny that either one existed or exists.. currently I am self isolating... crawled into my shell as the world is too much... thats the nature of PTSD. I can come here and talk and chatter without fear to a large degree, as I said to Gypsy Doc the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/4226583557939038765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=4226583557939038765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/4226583557939038765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/4226583557939038765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2007/09/abandoned-and-isolation.html' title='Abandoned and Isolation'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-7665055476568013843</id><published>2007-09-06T12:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T12:26:15.991-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Shell</title><summary type='text'>I had a therapist appointment yesterday both physical and mental.. My psych doc wondered if there wasn't a connection to my use of Shell in more of a turtle likeness than my name or seashells.Because of the way I hide, recently like in the last 3 or 4 months I found myself isolating myself in my apartment, pulling into the shell? I do go out but if I do it's with my kids or short quick trips </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/7665055476568013843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=7665055476568013843' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/7665055476568013843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/7665055476568013843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2007/09/shell.html' title='The Shell'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_r8S8dhHmkhI/RuAmxL0wKYI/AAAAAAAADW0/iBA_Bs2eR3A/s72-c/Wal%2520to%2520Millenium%2520031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-2516447544525887987</id><published>2007-07-14T20:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T21:12:25.316-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Failure or learning Curve</title><summary type='text'>While recovering from the first time I fell apart, choice of words…  hhmm ok when things got so confusing  .. ok honestly I don’t know what the hell happened.. after a string of stressors pushed me off what I could handle?  Anyway I was in the hospital outpatient,  going through alcohol withdrawals and self medicating with mary.. I was asked to invite my parents to speak with a therapist.  They </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/2516447544525887987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=2516447544525887987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/2516447544525887987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/2516447544525887987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2007/07/failure-or-learning-curve.html' title='Failure or learning Curve'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-3641018001530122031</id><published>2007-07-08T00:24:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T00:31:40.115-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Assignment</title><summary type='text'>Posted here: http://shell-shellssea.blogspot.com/</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/3641018001530122031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=3641018001530122031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/3641018001530122031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/3641018001530122031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2007/07/assignment.html' title='Assignment'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_r8S8dhHmkhI/RpBoDIAiIWI/AAAAAAAACrg/LhVkjsEMoeM/s72-c/image020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-4875827106520482291</id><published>2007-07-01T19:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T19:24:31.226-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Recovery Within</title><summary type='text'>   I titled this segment recovery within because these episodes of extreme stress is ultimately inside the recovery from the PTSD.  I've come a long way from my diagnosis in 2001.  I've had several people suggest that I should put on my airmask like that of the jet going down in flames.  I did that already when I went to the therapist.  I've actually been wearing the mask since I checked myself </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/4875827106520482291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=4875827106520482291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/4875827106520482291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/4875827106520482291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2007/07/recovery-within.html' title='Recovery Within'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_r8S8dhHmkhI/Rogzk4AiIKI/AAAAAAAACp8/AnIypuZHpHw/s72-c/Therapy+094.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-7911122673562431918</id><published>2007-06-29T23:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T00:15:29.899-04:00</updated><title type='text'>No Pills and no therapy.. made it for a year and a half.</title><summary type='text'>    I moved into my apartment the December following the last trip to Wrightsville. A small studio with a subsidy. By small I mean around 12 foot square. Enough room for my little kitchenette and a bed a small table and a shelf for my craft supplies. Spending my days crafting and surfing the Internet when I had enough money to go to coffee shops or was lucky enough to catch a signal.I visited my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/7911122673562431918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=7911122673562431918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/7911122673562431918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/7911122673562431918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2007/06/no-pills-and-no-therapy-made-it-for.html' title='No Pills and no therapy.. made it for a year and a half.'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_r8S8dhHmkhI/RoXYmoAiIJI/AAAAAAAACp0/0TZ5RSl0UIQ/s72-c/Therapy+079.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-211482877884379602</id><published>2007-03-25T18:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T18:39:32.522-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Linking my blogs</title><summary type='text'>In moving this blog to new blogger I encountered some snafu's but made it here with underdog LOLanyway I created a new blog in the process which mirrored this one but now its going to be a Journey to self, through pictures.. check it out.. I'm an amature photographer at best but it's become a great way for me to relax.I've even started making videos which is a lot of fun.Please feel free to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/211482877884379602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=211482877884379602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/211482877884379602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/211482877884379602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2007/03/linking-my-blogs.html' title='Linking my blogs'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-7088081791053366097</id><published>2007-03-23T14:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T14:18:07.449-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It Worked I'm here</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/7088081791053366097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=7088081791053366097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/7088081791053366097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/7088081791053366097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2007/03/it-worked-im-here.html' title='It Worked I&apos;m here'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_r8S8dhHmkhI/RgQZwxxgMtI/AAAAAAAAABI/fPcfeQQQDhk/s72-c/never+fear.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-117458294106358394</id><published>2007-03-22T14:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T14:02:21.073-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Attempting to transfer</title><summary type='text'>Please workIve cleared cache and cookiesenabled what I was supposed to..already have my google account...deleted all the members so it wont search for them.. here goes nuttin</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/117458294106358394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=117458294106358394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/117458294106358394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/117458294106358394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2007/03/attempting-to-transfer.html' title='Attempting to transfer'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-113589769173531338</id><published>2005-12-29T18:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T18:08:11.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Flyfree MichellePosted by Picasa</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/113589769173531338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=113589769173531338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/113589769173531338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/113589769173531338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2005/12/flyfree-michelleposted-by-picasa.html' title=''/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-113589448592936107</id><published>2005-12-29T17:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T17:14:45.933-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MichellePosted by Picasa</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/113589448592936107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=113589448592936107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/113589448592936107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/113589448592936107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2005/12/michelleposted-by-picasa.html' title=''/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-113105182149191726</id><published>2005-11-03T15:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T00:57:36.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey friends,    I am back in Michigan as some of you know I went to North Carolina again.  I was running, I knew it on some levels.  I had convinced myself that I wasn't but I felt like I had lost all that I had gained.  I couldn't face another holiday hiding from my family and all the emotions.    In North Carolina I found a shelter to stay in right away I asked God to help me figure it out.  I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/113105182149191726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=113105182149191726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/113105182149191726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/113105182149191726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2005/11/hey-friends-i-am-back-in-michigan-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-112371224131650614</id><published>2005-08-10T17:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T18:24:23.143-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Victims come and Victims Go....Bob Seger No Mans Land</title><summary type='text'>No Mans Land  Bob SegerHeadin' in or headin' outStanding on the shorePause a moment to reflectWhich trip costs you moreBetween the ever restless crowdsAnd the silence of your roomSpend an hour in no man's landYou'll be leaving soonVictims come and victims goThere's always lots to spareOne victim lives the tragedyOne victim stops to stareAnd still another walks on byPretending not to seeThey're </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.segerfile.com/wind.html' title='Victims come and Victims Go....Bob Seger No Mans Land'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/112371224131650614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=112371224131650614' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/112371224131650614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/112371224131650614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2005/08/victims-come-and-victims-gobob-seger.html' title='Victims come and Victims Go....Bob Seger No Mans Land'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-112232712437522790</id><published>2005-07-26T16:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T21:53:42.820-04:00</updated><title type='text'>All who wander are not lost..JRR. Tolkien</title><summary type='text'>Sunday July 24th 7:30 pmI want to keep my blog inside the Welcome posts... I know I haven't posted in quite some time but I need to do this right now...When I moved to Big Rapids again I moved in with a friend who was newly divorced and drinking to stifle the pain she was feeling...I've been there done that so I thought I could relate and maybe help her...Always the rescuer heh? Well anyway it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/112232712437522790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=112232712437522790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/112232712437522790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/112232712437522790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2005/07/all-who-wander-are-not-lostjrr-tolkien.html' title='All who wander are not lost..JRR. Tolkien'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-111038888961836826</id><published>2005-03-09T12:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T12:21:29.620-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome 2005</title><summary type='text'>Welcome If you have PTSD then you are already living in hell. A very dear friend of mine said: "It's not about the Destination it's all about the Journey"" If you feel like your going through hell...well my friends that's not the place to stop." I wholeheartedly agree.PTSD Post Traumatic Stress Disorder what is it?How did I get it?Do I have to be medicated for the rest of my life?The chaos I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/111038888961836826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=111038888961836826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/111038888961836826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/111038888961836826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2005/03/welcome-2005.html' title='Welcome 2005'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-110138076350475256</id><published>2004-11-25T04:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T16:18:25.998-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving</title><summary type='text'>Wow...I have a lot to be Thankful for... I got to go on an incredible Journey ...A Journey to Self it may seem like a short Journey to you but I still don't remember the first 9 years of my life.  I do NOT want to open that Pandora's Box.It may happen and God help me when it does... The knowledge that I still have something in my past that my brain couldn't handle back then, is the catalyst to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/110138076350475256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=110138076350475256' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/110138076350475256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/110138076350475256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2004/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-110057970114934841</id><published>2004-11-15T23:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T16:16:02.880-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi, Friends</title><summary type='text'>Today is well... It's another day in the life of PTSD....My daughter bless her heart was disowned by her Power and Control Freak Dad...It wasn't enough to make me move away from her...He tried to control her when he bought her a phone for college... He reads her mail...Instead of helping his 19 year old child wade through the college paperwork he accuses her of lying...It's been this way for all </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/110057970114934841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=110057970114934841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/110057970114934841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/110057970114934841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2004/11/hi-friends.html' title='Hi, Friends'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-109840048112656644</id><published>2004-10-21T19:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T19:14:41.126-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi, Friends</title><summary type='text'>Hi,        I'm sitting still for the moment, I am back in Michigan.  I am the assistant manager to my Chronic Pain Site if you have chronic pain it's a great place for support.  I have been off medication for almost two months.  My mood is fragile, in that the slightest things sometimes makes me cry.  I am going to see my therapist soon, at the Sundance Center for Equine therapy.      I have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/109840048112656644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=109840048112656644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/109840048112656644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/109840048112656644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2004/10/hi-friends.html' title='Hi, Friends'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-109353242433232627</id><published>2004-08-26T10:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-04T03:20:02.423-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a while</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--google_ad_client = "pub-5845010367076705";google_ad_width = 728;google_ad_height = 90;google_ad_format = "728x90_as";google_ad_channel ="";//--&gt;  src="http://pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/show_ads.js"&gt;Hi Friends,I know I haven't posted in a while, I apologize. I have been very comfortable here at my friends and have dealt with a lot of emotional stuff. I also visited with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/109353242433232627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=109353242433232627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/109353242433232627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/109353242433232627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2004/08/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s been a while'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-109200778114496566</id><published>2004-08-08T19:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-21T09:34:39.556-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty for Ashes by Joyce Meyer</title><summary type='text'>Sunday. July 7 2004                                               Sent to mail...8/21“You have to say it to believe it” + me = recoveryI began this week by reading from a book a friend gave me, since I began my Journey with a book and I was reminded to seek clarity. I even stayed in a mission , and attended services and read from the bible. Heard a number of speakers come, who seemed to speak</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/0892746793/103-6346632-0420622?v=glance' title='Beauty for Ashes by Joyce Meyer'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/109200778114496566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=109200778114496566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/109200778114496566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/109200778114496566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2004/08/beauty-for-ashes-by-joyce-meyer.html' title='Beauty for Ashes by Joyce Meyer'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-109166095122501244</id><published>2004-08-04T19:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-21T09:36:21.180-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a Survivor</title><summary type='text'>sent to mail 7/21I can't do this...I can't pretend to be friends...By pretend I mean that you see no hope for a future...Where my hope is justing becoming true...We spoke (typed) about our fellow hope...and also said I am raw..my heart is bleeding it's been so wrapped up in barbed wire that I thought I might bleed to death...I can see myself changing for the better, accepting me for who I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/109166095122501244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=109166095122501244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/109166095122501244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/109166095122501244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-am-survivor.html' title='I am a Survivor'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-109112938243560391</id><published>2004-07-29T15:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-21T09:37:32.316-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Plans</title><summary type='text'>Hi friends,                                                            sent to mail 7/21  I have been doing a lot of soul searching lately.  I have a tendency to put other people first, I worry about what they are doing and I sometimes forget that I should be worried about where I am going.  I have been working hard at trying to keep things in perspective in my own world.  Which is why I am </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.springhillcamps.com/' title='New Plans'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/109112938243560391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=109112938243560391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/109112938243560391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/109112938243560391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2004/07/new-plans.html' title='New Plans'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-109098004054545828</id><published>2004-07-27T22:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-21T09:38:43.253-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Shells Photo Album</title><summary type='text'>sent to mail 7/29Hi, Its me and one of my cake decorating masterpieces, a five tier butterfly garden. Posted by Hello </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/109098004054545828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=109098004054545828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/109098004054545828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/109098004054545828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2004/07/shells-photo-album.html' title='Shells Photo Album'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-109004375182594565</id><published>2004-07-17T01:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-21T09:39:40.313-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Music is in my Soul</title><summary type='text'>sent to mail 7/29The first friend who introduced me to my life of a music lover was a fellow named Kevin. I haven’t seen him since 1977. He played the bass, could handle himself on a drum set and he played rhythm guitar. He also gave me my first kiss, on the banks of the Sacromento River, I so love the river. He was way too young for me being 2 years my junior and me being 4000 miles away from </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/109004375182594565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=109004375182594565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/109004375182594565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/109004375182594565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2004/07/music-is-in-my-soul.html' title='Music is in my Soul'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-108951888572652594</id><published>2004-07-10T23:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-21T09:40:34.900-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WHOA!!!!</title><summary type='text'>Hi Friends,                                                    sent to mail 7/21I titled this piece "whoa" because I need to regroup, chaos is threatening, or should I say looming. I traveled a lot of miles in the last few months. Some of the mental miles (If you have PTSD then you know what I mean) didn't feel as tiring as the mental mileage I've gotten since being back here. I have been </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/108951888572652594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=108951888572652594' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/108951888572652594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/108951888572652594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2004/07/whoa.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;WHOA!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-108906915183736052</id><published>2004-07-05T19:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-09T01:49:24.316-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fourth of July</title><summary type='text'>Hi Friends, Still alive, I am currently camping on Lake Michigan with my 23 year old son and future daughter in-law her three children a 4 year old and 18 month old twins.  She is now 5 months pregnant.  If you have been with me throughout this journey than you already know the kids are the reason I went on the traveling portion of my Journey.  They (both son and daughter in law) do not have the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/108906915183736052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=108906915183736052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/108906915183736052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/108906915183736052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2004/07/fourth-of-july.html' title='The Fourth of July'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-108785950771319827</id><published>2004-06-21T18:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-21T19:11:47.713-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fathers Day</title><summary type='text'>    Tomorrow I am leaving Kansas on a Journey back to Michigan, I am feeling very melancholy.  I do not want to go back to Michigan I don't feel like I should be going there yet.  Where I should be is the golden question.  Yesterday was Fathers Day my son called to wish me a Happy Fathers Day I was his Father and Mother as he grew up.  His genetic Father as I explained earlier was an alcoholic </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/108785950771319827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=108785950771319827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/108785950771319827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/108785950771319827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2004/06/fathers-day.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Fathers Day&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-108767100979931237</id><published>2004-06-19T14:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-19T14:50:09.800-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lap 1</title><summary type='text'>    In a couple days I am going to complete a lap around the USA, Having traveled for four months in chronic pain has been a challenge and some say I am courageous.  I don't feel courageous, and I feel just as lost as when I set out in February.  I have no home, I have no monetary assets, and really no future.  I'll eek out a future but it's so hard to plan for the future when you can't let go of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/108767100979931237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=108767100979931237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/108767100979931237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/108767100979931237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2004/06/lap-1.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Lap 1&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-108664601861101112</id><published>2004-06-07T17:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T18:18:09.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Arrested Development</title><summary type='text'>   Well this is hard to admit to I thought I had it figured out.  I rented the trailer then called the Electric Company to have the Utilities put in my name..."150 dollar deposit, and we can turn that on for you mame"  "Oh your a first time user here it will cost you 40 dollars to have it hooked up."   I had enough for rent not for all that...I immediately told the landlord and he refunded my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/108664601861101112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=108664601861101112' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/108664601861101112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/108664601861101112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2004/06/arrested-development.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Arrested Development&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-108620878726873320</id><published>2004-06-02T16:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-02T16:39:47.266-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Good News!</title><summary type='text'>Hi Friends,    Thanks for the prayers they did marvelous things.  I found an apartment.  Well rather a studio apartment, very small but a place to reside.  It's not too far from Dothan and I can afford it.  I don't have a computor there, and it's a little too far to walk.  So when I come to town I'll try and come here to the library and give you all an update.  For now I have a doctor and a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/108620878726873320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=108620878726873320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/108620878726873320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/108620878726873320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2004/06/good-news.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Good News!&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-108594838907460104</id><published>2004-05-30T15:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-30T16:23:16.063-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Brand New Morning"</title><summary type='text'>Dear Friends,   I know you'll be dismayed after reading this post, but I am OK.  I need to find another place to stay and don't have a clue as to where to go.  I don't have enough money to get an apartment but do have enough to buy a tent.  I have camped before and I can do it again.  I won't be able to access my email as regular as I have in the recent past.      I received a copy of Bob </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/108594838907460104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=108594838907460104' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/108594838907460104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/108594838907460104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2004/05/brand-new-morning.html' title='&quot;Brand New Morning&quot;'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-108517190786039215</id><published>2004-05-21T15:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-21T16:38:27.860-04:00</updated><title type='text'>PTSD all mixed up</title><summary type='text'>Hi Friend,    I've been here a month and have discovered a lot about myself which is cool but, I was supposed to live by myself for a while.  It hasn't worked out that way actually it is border line chaos.  I was staying with my friends Aunt, my friend had an arguement with her mother whom she lived with.  So they are staying with the aunt as well.  I love having the kids around 3 of them all </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/108517190786039215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=108517190786039215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/108517190786039215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/108517190786039215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2004/05/ptsd-all-mixed-up.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;PTSD all mixed up&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-108468017639613393</id><published>2004-05-16T00:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-17T01:38:43.050-04:00</updated><title type='text'>God helps those who help themselves, even when they have PTSD.</title><summary type='text'>Wow that was powerful stuff, I'm feeling liberated to a certain degree. A friend of mine had a hard time reading one of my earlier posts as my feelings smacked of a very depressed person. Let's face it I am. I need to find the connections to what happenend in my past in order to change the corresponding negetive path in my brain. Now that I have identified that the flashbacks of being beaten for</summary><link rel='related' href='http://blogger.com/app/blog.pyra?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=108468017639613393' title='&lt;strong&gt;God helps those who help themselves, even when they have PTSD&lt;/strong&gt;.'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/108468017639613393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=108468017639613393' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/108468017639613393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/108468017639613393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2004/05/god-helps-those-who-help-themselves.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;God helps those who help themselves, even when they have PTSD&lt;/strong&gt;.'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-108459432103846613</id><published>2004-05-15T00:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-15T23:44:11.376-04:00</updated><title type='text'>PTSD Plea?</title><summary type='text'>Friday, May 14, 2004A Journey to self, PTSD recoveryhttp://shellssea.blogspot.comMichelle HazardTo Whom it may concern,   If your reading this then you have already accessed my site.  Due, in part to my PTSD (Post Traumatic Stress Disorder) I began this chronicle.  To chronicle my Journey, one I took very seriously.  I raised two children on welfare.  The statistics are, that as a single </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/108459432103846613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=108459432103846613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/108459432103846613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/108459432103846613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2004/05/ptsd-plea.html' title='PTSD Plea?'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-108448474577824710</id><published>2004-05-13T17:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-14T19:50:07.410-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Interactive blogger</title><summary type='text'>Hi friends you can now click on the comment in blue at the bottom of each post.  If there isnt one I havent yet opened it for comment.  If you would like it opened please ask here in this one I will consider it.  Thanks  Michelle</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/108448474577824710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=108448474577824710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/108448474577824710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/108448474577824710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2004/05/interactive-blogger.html' title='Interactive blogger'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-108422211379112351</id><published>2004-05-10T16:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-14T20:14:12.413-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mothers Day</title><summary type='text'>AccoladeKalamazoo GazetteShe's learning her way to a self supporting life     Michelle Hazard may have no phone and no car and, until now no education beyond high school.  But she has more gumption than a host of other Kalamazoo people together.  In Hazards first term at Kalamazoo Valley Community College which ended April 29, she pulled down a neat 4.0 grade average.  Thats all A's.    </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/108422211379112351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=108422211379112351' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/108422211379112351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/108422211379112351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2004/05/mothers-day.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Mothers Day&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-108368714337723414</id><published>2004-05-04T11:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-13T17:27:49.086-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Power of Negative Thinking</title><summary type='text'>Negative thinking comes from years of seeing myself as a failure.  I was told I wouldn't amount to anything and I lived it.  Its like this, if someone mentions an apple what do you picture?  I nice shiny bright crisp apple?  I picture a mushy one with a worm poking it's head out.  I learned about the force of "positive thinking" back in 1996 my first trip to the hospital.  I still struggle with </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/108368714337723414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/108368714337723414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2004/05/power-of-negative-thinking.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;The Power of Negative Thinking&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-108343142759751210</id><published>2004-05-01T12:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-01T13:14:47.640-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sidetracked By Storm</title><summary type='text'>The fear factor was high the last two days I ate snack foods at an alarming rate.  I have a fear of thunderstorms and we've had two days of them.  When I was young, the lightening mesmerized me and the thunder scared me.  I would gasp or scream when the thunder would shake the windows.  Counting the seconds from the lightening strikes to the thunder did not help it just made me more afraid when </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/108343142759751210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=108343142759751210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/108343142759751210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/108343142759751210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2004/05/sidetracked-by-storm.html' title='Sidetracked By Storm'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-108309000627764231</id><published>2004-04-27T13:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-27T14:29:50.763-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Get a grip!</title><summary type='text'>This weekend I spent trying to disseminate the PTSD and the self bashing I did in my last entries.  I am worth fighting for, I need to focus on what I can do for myself instead of trying to figure out the failures of a system.     This is what I discovered this past weekend,  I hadn't even read the disability paperwork I was given back in 2001.  I often ignore things I can't deal with, thinking</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/108309000627764231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=108309000627764231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/108309000627764231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/108309000627764231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2004/04/get-grip.html' title='Get a grip!'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-108257739450039175</id><published>2004-04-21T15:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-21T16:00:41.123-04:00</updated><title type='text'>PTSD strikes again...</title><summary type='text'>Today I had an appointment with yet another red tape slinger.  My mood is despondant and very depressed.  I was supposed to fall in the cattle feeding line for Federal Food Stamps.  I know I won't get anymore here than I did in Michigan which was 20 dollars a month.  Your herded like cattle into a large room with the other 50 applicants who were all given the same appointment time and forced to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/108257739450039175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=108257739450039175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/108257739450039175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/108257739450039175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2004/04/ptsd-strikes-again.html' title='PTSD strikes again...'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-108212629394488180</id><published>2004-04-16T09:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-16T11:27:47.826-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday 16th of April</title><summary type='text'>April Showers bring May Flowers...gosh I hope so!  Medicaid a federally funded program.  I'm eligible but it really doesn't mean much, I'm just wasting the hard working friends and neighbors and family's money.  The people who get out of bed every morning and go to work.  They pay taxes on everything in their lives, from their homes to the groceries their families need, to the gas.  I am a non </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/108212629394488180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=108212629394488180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/108212629394488180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/108212629394488180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2004/04/friday-16th-of-april.html' title='Friday 16th of April'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-108138833543127716</id><published>2004-04-07T21:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-07T21:44:52.793-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Retreat</title><summary type='text'>Hi My friends and family,  I have retreated to Alabama.  I went to Florida St. Petersburg and Panama City, it truly is beautiful there, it is my hope to return.  I just couldn't seem to pull it together there, (like I've been able to pull it together anywhere)...I know, I know stop beating yourself up...I'm in a lot of pain..I've been out of pain killers for about 2 weeks just taking regular </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/108138833543127716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=108138833543127716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/108138833543127716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/108138833543127716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2004/04/retreat.html' title='Retreat'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-107902586097463776</id><published>2004-03-11T11:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-11T12:27:30.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Anger</title><summary type='text'>pg. 39 Pattern Changing for Abused Women: An Educational Programby Marilyn Shear GoodmanUnderstanding AngerDefinition"Anger is one of the most difficult feelings for abused women to confront in themselves and, understandably in others.  Merriam websters dictionary defines anger as "a strong feeling of displeasure and (usually) of antagonism"  Synonyms are rage, fury, indignation, and wrath.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/107902586097463776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=107902586097463776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/107902586097463776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/107902586097463776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2004/03/anger.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Anger&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-107895035329150565</id><published>2004-03-10T14:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-10T15:29:01.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spirituality</title><summary type='text'>    I was raised a Catholic, we went to church every Sunday as children.  The problems I had in the Catholic Church started when my mother died... My question back then was " How could an all knowing all loving God take my mother from me?"  I even went as far as to ask my catechism instructor where the dinosaurs fit in.  I was trying to refute my confusion.  I hated God and couldn't understand </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/107895035329150565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=107895035329150565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/107895035329150565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/107895035329150565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2004/03/spirituality.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Spirituality&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-107885754017760667</id><published>2004-03-09T13:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-09T13:42:07.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Beginning</title><summary type='text'>The cold seems to be following me.  The weather I mean, it was chilly in Kansas actually more like a blizzard, and it was chilly in Colorado, but you would expect that.  Las Vegas was semi chilly during the day and down right cold at night.  Now I am in Alabama and it's cold here too!  I'm hoping for some sunshine to warm me as I am having a little more trouble in the movement part.  I swelled up</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/107885754017760667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=107885754017760667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/107885754017760667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/107885754017760667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2004/03/new-beginning.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;A New Beginning&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-107827988595016202</id><published>2004-03-02T20:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-09T13:48:05.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweat Lodge_ Lakota</title><summary type='text'>I received the Lakota Sweat Lodge Cards http://www.aeclectic.net/tarot/lakota/as a gift and my use of those cards has been interesting and enlightening.  I am leaving Las Vegas on my journey on the 6th of March.  The Indian ways ask you to look at life as a circle. Using the four directions, and four seasons in the circle of life.  The following are cards drawn randomly from a deck.  I also </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/107827988595016202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=107827988595016202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/107827988595016202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/107827988595016202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2004/03/sweat-lodge-lakota.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Sweat Lodge_ Lakota&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-107775168974485836</id><published>2004-02-25T18:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-25T18:36:55.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shells Sea?</title><summary type='text'>Hi Friends,  I am in Las Vegas,  Nevada at the University.  I got in this am around 6 after a long day of travel.  I titled this post Shells Sea?  Because coming into the valley this morning it kind of reminded me of a sea of lights.  Is this where I am supposed to find me?  I am having some doubts.  It is assumed that you are here to gamble.  Although the temptation is there I am not going to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/107775168974485836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=107775168974485836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/107775168974485836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/107775168974485836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2004/02/shells-sea.html' title='Shells Sea?'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-107756010497162750</id><published>2004-02-23T13:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-23T13:20:34.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Solo</title><summary type='text'>Hi Friends,   I am leaving Colorado on my adventure tomorrow morning.  I will be heading towards Las Vegas, Nevada.  It is my hopes that I can go through the Indian healing ceremonies and come to grips with my post traumatic stress disorder and the physical pain from my disc fusion and arthritis.  The PTSD causes some of my physical pain from years of emotional problems.  So I need to come to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/107756010497162750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=107756010497162750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/107756010497162750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/107756010497162750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2004/02/solo.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Solo&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-107710567162011116</id><published>2004-02-18T06:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-18T07:03:51.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Focused on healing</title><summary type='text'>Hi Friends I am in Colorado Springs, Colorado at the base of Pike Peak, the highest peak in the USA.  I will be visiting the Garden of the Gods and Seven Falls while I am here.  I have 6 of 12 Indian healing stones and my friends here is going to assist me to make a pouch to carry them in while I participate in an Indian Vision Quest and Sweat lodge Ceremony.  The train ride was long and painful </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/107710567162011116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=107710567162011116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/107710567162011116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/107710567162011116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2004/02/focused-on-healing.html' title='Focused on healing'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-107630042014257873</id><published>2004-02-08T23:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T23:55:37.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poetry - copywritten </title><summary type='text'>Shell's SeaThe surf is rumblingthrough my brain tides of dreams fill my soul life is on the verge of changeI am stronger than I was yesterday my dreams are returning the tide is coming in again crashing into the surf dreams of a passing fancy tommorrow my dreams will be of something true I will be loved for being me the shell who hears the music in lifes tide the hushed whisper of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/107630042014257873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=107630042014257873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/107630042014257873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/107630042014257873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2004/02/poetry-copywritten.html' title='Poetry - copywritten '/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-107629953013499080</id><published>2004-02-08T23:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-13T17:38:34.943-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Being drawn towards self recovery</title><summary type='text'>Equine Assisted Therapy Eagala.org  Equine Assisted therapy is the use of horses for therapy.  I worked with a therapist with a connection to Eagala.org -Ulla Fredrickson she got to know me when I was looking for holistic medicine.  She understands what I was looking for and introduced me to her horses.  I let them pick me which was hilarious because after not being able to pick one to work </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/107629953013499080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=107629953013499080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/107629953013499080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/107629953013499080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2004/02/being-drawn-towards-self-recovery.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Being drawn towards self recovery&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-107629919500249506</id><published>2004-02-08T22:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-13T17:37:30.476-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Power and Control</title><summary type='text'>http://www.angelfire.com/mn/WRAPCo/wheel.htmlUsing Coersion and ThreatsUsing IsolationUsing ChildrenUsing IntimidationUsing Emotional AbuseMinimizing, denying, blamingUsing male privelegeUsing economic AbuseWISEP.O. Box 1249Big Rapids, MI 49307Taught me that the abuse wasn't my fault, and I could no longer bury it.  </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.angelfire.com/mn/WRAPCo/wheel.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Power and Control&lt;/strong&gt;'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/107629919500249506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=107629919500249506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/107629919500249506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/107629919500249506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2004/02/power-and-control.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Power and Control&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-107629785260348442</id><published>2004-02-08T22:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-13T17:36:22.426-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Treatment-s</title><summary type='text'>http://www.traumarecoveryinstitute.org/treatment/treatment.htmlI have to learn how not to be the victim</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/107629785260348442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=107629785260348442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/107629785260348442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/107629785260348442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2004/02/treatment-s.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Treatment-s&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-107629713143924420</id><published>2004-02-08T22:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-13T17:35:21.730-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My experiences in the Mental Health care field</title><summary type='text'>My experiences in the mental health care system spans about 1/2 of my life.  My step-mother took me to a psychologist when I was in high school.  I don't or haven't remembered that experience but was told I was being a difficult child.1st- adult experience college classroom-exercise meditation  I experienced flashbacks of burying a stuffed dog, given to me by my classmates on my birthday the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/107629713143924420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=107629713143924420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/107629713143924420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/107629713143924420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2004/02/my-experiences-in-mental-health-care.html' title='My experiences in the Mental Health care field'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-107625665928019089</id><published>2004-02-08T10:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-13T17:34:10.713-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Middle Child</title><summary type='text'>http://boewebserver.butlercc.edu/outline/outlnmsc/Behavrioral%20Science%20BS/BS270.htmlThe link provided was a course outline in child psychology due to my childhood experiences I would make a good case example.  The following is a description of the oldest, youngest and middle childs and it's perils.  I have identified the feelings of not measuring up and have to constantly remind myself that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/107625665928019089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=107625665928019089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/107625665928019089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/107625665928019089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2004/02/middle-child.html' title='The Middle Child'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-107622043486799768</id><published>2004-02-08T01:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T18:25:30.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Story</title><summary type='text'>I am a survivorI am 47 years old single never married mother of two, I have a son and a daughter, they are almost grown up, it seems like yesterday...Well anyway my saga began when I was nine... My mother was the mother of seven children 4 boys and 3 girls...I am the middle child... My Mother died of cancer, I was severely traumatized... In my nine year old mind I was the cause of her death...My </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/107622043486799768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/107622043486799768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2004/02/my-story.html' title='My Story'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6447045.post-107621343917425274</id><published>2004-02-07T22:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T22:08:23.510-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--google_ad_client = "pub-5845010367076705";google_ad_width = 728;google_ad_height = 90;google_ad_format = "728x90_as";google_ad_channel ="";//--&gt;  src="http://pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/show_ads.js"&gt;Welcome If you have PTSD then you are already living in hell.   A very dear friend of mine said: "It's not about the Destination it's all about the Journey"" If</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/feeds/107621343917425274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6447045&amp;postID=107621343917425274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/107621343917425274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6447045/posts/default/107621343917425274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellssea.blogspot.com/2004/02/welcome.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Welcome&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Shell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06896058654635037013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
