I did not have to ever work shit jobs.

All jobs I had were fun and intellectual or manual labour wonderful like gardening.

but my real weapon was I felt confident by 2005.

I stopped all risperdal for like 6 months at least, barely having taken 0.5 mg for months before that. I totally decompensated but I was allowed to do so alone in a big apartment I loved. We need money as crazy people to not have to only go to hospital to be able to explore these things and our bodies with meditation, starvation, fasting, sobriety, homelessness etc.  Like everyone, the crazies need a home first.