Being diagnosed with schizoaffective disorder two-and-a-half years ago made a big difference to my life.

People are generally not to be trusted too much and, if I look back at my life now, I think that just about everybody I ever met stabbed (or attempted to stab) me in the back in one way or another - and I never even knew it at the time. They conspired and colluded with one another. Perhaps I am too much of a soft target. Who cares? In the end I found happiness and they didn't.