ShadowWalker56: I'm 57, have schizo affective disorder(google it if you don't know what it is) and feel like life is flying by. I haven't been able to work in 25 years but I keep reminding myself it could be worse. At least I have games and books to keep my mind busy.
I used to have that, it sucks, and most of the professionals are incompetent. As far as I can tell, it's a memory disorder as much as anything else. The only times I have it coming back are when I'm having to really probe my memory or having to look over my shoulder to protect myself.
Unfortunately, getting appropriate treatment from competent professionals is essentially impossible as they'll blame everything on the condition rather than doing their fucking jobs.
Personally, I was very lucky. But, it took a shit ton of intestinal fortitude and faith that if I pretended like my delusions weren't real that they'd go away. Of course, I wound up realizing where the paranoia was coming from eventually, but whether or not it's justified, it still fucks with ones life.