I have been a diagnosed
schizophrenic for 42 years now.
It is bad enough that I can be patronised and discriminated against by an unsympathetic public. However, it is even more galling when one of the new GPs in the group practice I belong to asks me if I have any funny ideas.
Not suffering fools gladly, my measured response is always: “If I had, I would write a letter to The Scotsman.”