I rather envy all the people who've responded on this thread. They all seem to have thought about and evolved goals in their lives according to which they've lived, more or less. The particular mental problem from which I've suffered has always prevented me from having such goals and living a reasonably planned life. I couldn't ever even conceive of such. I spent decades staring at people making their way through life entirely puzzled by what they were doing and why.

I don't even know whether people who can do that can even be called to any extent mentally ill. To me, being nuts has always meant being in outer space, just floating there and wondering. All my T's have appeared, sincerely or not, to be impressed by my having been able to earn a living (however meager), get married and stay married. So for me it's all very strange, very strange.