Good lord. Thank you for the sharp dose of perspective. I'm running through my version, which tops out at compulsive infidelity, emotional unavailability and depression, and am suddenly a lot more inclined to count my blessings.

My Stupid Ex-Boyfriend Incidents don't really influence my life in any daily sense, it's just mildly painful and depressing to revisit that time, i.e. the one when I was a Certifiable Idiot, or even more of one than I am now. I wish I could take your gin advice; my nice doctor has restricted me to a glass of wine a day while I'm be-Warfarined, so I'm off the gin until the end of the year. New Year's Eve is probably going to be indiscreet ;>.