retrocop - //. I just thank myself lucky that I rose to the occasion and was man enough not to end up in a phsycie ward for a year being fed uppers for the rest of my life to level my mind. I suppose I can count myself the lucky one can't I ? //
Not for the first time, you reveal your true colours in jibing at mental illness, in this case, mine.
It says much about you that you think avoiding mental illness and treatment is a measure of masculinity, I am not sure where that logic comes from, maybe they teach it at Hendon.
But I will say this.
Your career path was consciously chosen, and your experiences were a result of that.
My illness was not consciously chosen, and my lifetime of medication is not something I wish for, but I accept, and do not see as some sort of badge of honour that gives me an opinion of the worth of others to live or die.
//I suppose I can count myself the lucky one can't I ? //
Seriously? If I was strapped to a bed in a 'psychie' ward being fed Tramadol intravenously for the rest of my days, I would still think myself a luckier man than you - such bitterness as drives you to sink so low is something I would not wish to live with.