So I figured, now that a bunch of years have passed, that it’s better anyway that I am poor. If you are denied treatment (actually there’s no humane treatment out there anyway, until I design my own, which is a temporary situation, not long-term), you are left to fend for yourself and finally are given no choice. When you got absolutely nothing to fall back on, that’s when you finally learn. So long as there’s a safety net, you’ll never learn, because some people make it their life’s work to “almost die” and then fall into that safety net, over and over. Once that safety net isn’t there anymore you will be ten times more brilliant and you will know who you are and just what you need to do.