Whenever you feel like this, make it a point to watch Who the Bleep Did I Marry? for a couple of episodes. I feel stupid and guilty for marrying a man who was IN prison when we first began a correspondence. Why can't I ever go with conventional wisdom? There were reasons, though. A series of experiences that shifted a number of my paradigms. Furthermore, I met AH through his cousin -- a charming, wholesome-seeming young woman with two small children and a hardworking husband. She HAD to know AH's history. That's what I cannot comprehend to this day --- that the A lies with wild abandon is one thing, but that a family member would deliberately mislead an "innocent" woman. Anyway, I'm rambling on and I just meant to say trust is a tricky business. Let's forgive ourselves.