I wish I could relate and offer sincere, non-patronizing advice, but I can't. You see, no matter how hard I try, I can only come up with five personal vices: I love too hard, I'm too generous, I'm too loyal, I'm too honest, and I'm too handsome. I absolutely HATE those things about myself. Everthing else about me is the picture of perfection. I guess my point it is that anything that bleeds for a week and doesn't die can never be trusted...oh well, good luck with your demons.