Quite a valid point you have there. I have to say that if it wasn't for the last person I was 'hoping to know better', I wouldn't be in the same shape I am now. That's what I call good motivation. Yeah. There's nothing like the time when the realisation that certain memories, feelings and moments you had with someone were not gone, not dead; but had never been. To be absolutely crushed, down and out, in the dumps. To be able to regroup and ask yourself "Why me? What if?". To be able to look yourself in the mirror and really identify the real cause to your problem; usually an issue you've been hiding away. To be able to fuel your drive and motivation by looking at your past haunts. To be able take arms to your cause and fight for a change. That my friend, is true motivation.