I've been there too, from the end of 6th grade all the way till 10th. I've only now recovered, hopefully for good. The hardest thing in the world though, is picking yourself up again after a relapse. I had a friend helping me through it all the way. (I love you, Kimi!) But the feelings of shame and guilt I felt when admitting to yet ANOTHER relapse were practically crippling. So...I guess what I'm saying is, if/when (trying to be realistic rather than optimistic) you relapse, the most important thing is to tirelessly get back on that damn horse and keep going. You'll get there, though. I promise. It's tons harder than it sounds, but you have to find things that you love about yourself- reasons not to add one more scar. The spaces between relapses will widen, and bit by bit, you'll get there. If you need anything ever, I'm always here. emotion_bigheart