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Hehehe...haha...hoohee...muahahahaah!
Welcome to hell, man.
I was diagnosed with the same thing about 10 years ago. Been through about 20 different meds trying to find the right lego to click in place. Fuck the pharmaceutical solution.
Finally, had a horrible acid trip, entered the Nagul while studying shamanism and lost my self.
Why? I wanted to fix myself. Instead, I lost everything. Now, my mind crackles when I'm in a bright room, my senses slip into overdrive and I can center in on a dog barking miles away on a busy intersection and one pupil is sometimes twice the size of the other.
I was a boy genius, used to act very much like Labret in real life, and hated everything and everyone. Even though I was unhappy, I was a lot more content than I am now. At least then I had something.
Now I'm a fucking empty shell, devoid of any analytical skills and infected with Americitis.
Watch the fire you dance around.
And remember the duck.
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