From the time I was 4-5 years old, I had some difficulties paying attention, very mild and rarely noticeable to those other than my parents. I got along well with others, got good grades in school, and didn't have trouble fitting in to any major extent. However, when I got to around 15 or so, I lost interest in all the things I used to enjoy. I just was disinterested and didn't really feel any pleasure for months. I don't know why, I just didn't. However, I ultimately snapped out of it and got a job which I kept for two years. However, after being layed off and suffering a couple of other losses, I kind of lost it. Not so much down, depressed lost it, but another kind of lost it. I decided I would be nothing like anyone in my family and that I would have no values or care of self image. I stayed up until 3 o clock in the morning every night watching porn and got up around 8 or 9 everyday. I didn't really sleep much. I would always be up to some new crazy thing like going to porn theaters, going on long drives to nowhere, and just doing dumb crap and wasting money on stupid things. Then, after straightening out for a bit, I went to college but ultimately got heavily into drugs which caused me to exhibit the classic signs of narcolepsy for a while (I had shown signs before) but with all the drugs, I was basically passing out in class every class. However, after getting off the drugs and trying to make a decent life for myself, I didn't and even went crazy again. The program I went in didn't go well because I was having trouble with being focused and following directions. This time, I yelled and shouted at my parents about things that happened years ago and would call every hour just harassing them. When I stopped this, I kept saying I was a genius (without ever fully living the delusion). However, I really got on this idea that I was psychic and came up with this grandiose theory that I posted on here about how I figured out how psychic powers are possible using some kind of theories of atoms and vibrational frequencies. Now that I am not under so much stress, I can see how nonsensical all this sounds and I feel like kind of a nut Is there hope of managing this without medications? or am I too crazy for that?