This isn't about homeopathy, but its a confession about a time when I let belief in a treatment get the better of me.
I'd been ill for about a year, and I had this book about "CFIDS". It set out a nutritional regime that included various supplements, such as Vitamin C, various B group vitamins, Magnesium, and other things I can't recall. The book implied that after a few months of this regime, I would enjoy full recovery.
I followed the advice, and spent a lot of money on the supplements. I was fully expecting the treatment to work as promised, and when it didn't, I felt quite angry and cheated. Luckily, I didn't spend my life savings on the treatments, but maybe that was just more luck than design.
I was doing a PhD in Psychology at the time, you'd think I would have been able to tell that this advice was untrustworthy, but because it had a sort of scientific ring to it, and because I wanted the hope, I bought into it.
The scientific veneer was what bought me. It sounded scientifically plausible.
So I've been there, and would never call anyone stupid for having faith in any treatment, no matter how dubious. Its human nature that sometimes hope triumphs over reason, and that's is a really good quality. I reserve my contempt for the treatments themselves.
I think there's something particularly nasty and dangerous about unsubstantiated claims made under the guise of science. And homeopathy is one of the worst offenders in the way - it uses science as a veneer to dupe the hopeful. That's really low.