Reading your post LaborIntensive, brings several "principles" to mind which I have come to believe are true based on my own experience: 1st is that nobody (in real life) really cares if I'm depressed & suicidal. Their own problems, whatever they are, are just as bad or worse. 2. There must be great therapists / psychologists somewhere. I keep reading / hearing about them. But none of them reside or practice within a radius of light years from where I live. 3. Sports is a disease which infects the vast majority of humanity. I just happen to be one of the unlucky few who happen to have natural immunity. And anyone with this immunity might as well forget about any kind of grudging acceptance, let alone friendship, from those who have the bug. 4. And last, but not least, the more I do for people around me, the more they hate me. Please excuse me. I'm not usually this sarcastic. But it does have a way of bubbling to the surface every so often...