I'm extremely unfocused these days; my concentration is for shite (big time). In your original post you wrote of your beloved Gentleman Clubs & something about Candy Crush. Was Candy Crush the name of one of the performers?

Seriously, though, there are many times I feel I was misdiagnosed with bipolar...but then my symptoms reappear without me realizing it. I only know I'm not right when I come back to earth. Are the meds helping or hurting? I guess they might help, but I never get really out of control, so I understand the primary point you're making. If I ever found myself in the back of a police car, deeply in debt, or have other extremely serious symptoms I'd most definitely know I have a need for meds. That's not the case, however. Memory fragments & the input of friends raises the ghosts of my episodes - I'm not public enemy #1, though...

In addition to other symptoms that don't really hurt anyone to a great extent, my concentration is truely shot right now; I'm sorry if I missed your point altogether & wrote irrelevant garbage. I guess maybe I need meds...Take care, pirilin.