Strangely enough, they did put me on an antipsychotic. But they just had no clue.

They put me on 75% of the dose I now take as prophylactic treatment and/so it didn't help at all. So they must've figured it was something else. But no idea about the actual expression of symptoms. I gave them 10 arguments a minute, before I got serious thought blocking, as to what was "wrong"/happening and they just didn't connect the dots.

I thought and said I could read their minds. It was absolutely absurd! Completely Kafkaesque.

It instantly gave me insight (mania helped) in the labyrinth they call .

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Oh, and I prescribed them religion. The one I had come up with thanks to the mania. I could tell you exactly how God tied his shoelaces, as it were.