I read the first personal story. I am in awe that he was able to recover so quickly and fully given his difficulties. I am becoming tearful and feeling vulnerable as I venture down this road. I realize I am struggling with trusting hope. At this point, after so many years, and so much effort given to trying to figure this out, it doesn't seem that it is possible. I've applied hope to so many different treatment modalities. I've tried every angle, it seems. Hope is a great motivator and energizer; but something I have lost along the way. Intellectually, I understand the theory and believe the approach could work; however, emotionally, it is hard to fully believe. Obviously given my tears, I want to trust.