Hello all. I'm halfway through The Divided Mind, and have just started following the wiki-based program -- have a 'Day 1' thread in the forum for it, but I figure a more general introduction would be best here. When I was a teenager I had pretty bad acne and things were going poorly for me socially. Being a 'computer guy' was always part of my identity/reputation since I was a kid, and I really delved into this aspect during these hard teenage times. Particularly from when I was 17 years old to 20 years old (I'm 27 now), I spent something like 60-80 hrs/week programming computers, becoming so involved in what I was doing that I would forget to eat: consequently I weighed 115lbs starting my sophomore year of college, though I was 5'9". I loved programming and was very good at it. Towards the end of my 19th year I felt the first pain at the keyboard -- still remember the moment clearly. I think over the course of the next two minutes I already assumed my aspirations as a computer programmer were history, but I don't think I remember having an acute emotional reaction at any point. I saw some doctors, but received little help (half-hearted CTS diagnosis first, then, "RSI is as specific as I can be -- probably tendinitis" from a work-related injury specialist). Tried a bunch of different stretches, but none helped and the pain seemed to be worsening, and I'd read on the internet that continuing to use the injured area was the worst thing I could do for it. To give an idea of the impact this has had: I was diagnosed with Type 1 Diabetes last year, but it is nearly insignificant next to this injury. So I quit programming and dropped out of school, and got a job in a bagel shop instead. Being something of a perfectionist I figured at best I could be a handicapped programmer eventually, and I'd prefer to move to another field rather than have any sort of limitation in the one I loved. I didn't know what it would be at that time, but felt sure that programming had been taken from me permanently. I also stopped because I didn't want to associate pain with computer-use, should I find out how to resolve my injury one day. Unfortunately this has happened to a certain extent, but it's something I'm hopeful I can reverse. During the time since, I've had periods where I would focus on fixing the injury, or where I'd accept it and just deal with it -- but for most of the time I've been avoiding computers as much as possible. I've gotten in the habit of doing certain stretches for my arms/hands so routinely, throughout the day, that I do them all the time without even noticing unless someone asks me what I'm doing, but they've never lead to significant improvement. Tried things like professional massage, chiropractic, acupuncture, too -- nothing helped of course. About a year ago I got an idea for some software I could write that would let me program using motion sensors instead of mouse/keyboard, and I've spent the past year writing it. The pain has made it unpleasant, but there has not been any steady decline like I was fearing (but maybe I'm just keeping that at bay with stretching/breaks?). The software I wrote caught a lot of people's attention and a very nice job across the country has opened up for me, which I plan on taking even though it will require heavy keyboard/mouse usage: so I'm pretty nervous, and once again in a mode of proactively trying to resolve the pain I have, excited about the likelihood that it is TMS. I have a personality type where I'm extremely reluctant to inconvenience anyone (and my definition of inconveniencing someone seems to encompass a lot -- writing such a large passage here is already bothering me!), and I seem to have a bordering on pathological need to improve myself: spent the past two years working three days a week in a grocery store while studying mathematics and writing the software (mentioned above) the other four days, almost never taking a day off (and always feeling guilty if I did). I think I worry excessively and remember doing so since I was ~12 years old. Also, I think about the injury constantly. A large proportion of my thoughts every day for the past 7 years have been related to it and my life has been structured around it. I have also thought, for most of the time, that it has impacted me emotionally surprisingly little; but recently I've been wondering if I'm not really as happy as I've been traditionally, these past 7 years. I don't seem to have fun anymore.