Today I am depression and medication free. Six months ago, still in touch with the psychiatrist who initially prescribed it, I had my last daily dose of Lithium - 13 years after my suicide attempt. I began to feel alive, to experience feelings I never knew existed, which in turn fuelled my gratitude and my prayer life. For the first time in my life I felt part of the human race. Today my spiritual battles are typical for a sober sexaholic: turning down daily lust temptations; sponsoring others and doing service in the fellowship whether I want to or not, because it is always rewarding; ever reminding myself that, like most sexaholics, I still don't know automatically what's good for me and need to follow directions. What a change from where I've come from.