I am a manic depressive who has been out of work for fourteen years after a career in teaching and writing. I have done a great deal of work with MIND, the BBC and Rethink about mental health issues. I was revolted by this book. The author's self-justifying and arrogant style - we are meant to be impressed that he was best at Top Trumps in his school - would be laughable if he didn't combine it with ill founded and repeatedly shifting philosophical and medical views combined with a hatred of doctors which will encourage people to stop taking their medication and put them in danger. This is a thoroughly bad, poorly written, and and even wicked book. I laughed aloud when he claimed that he has always been tremendously attractive to women but nobody would go out with him when he was younger - either because they were slags or afraid of getting pregnant. Eventually, he tells us, he managed to get it inside one of them while she was asleep in a bathroom at a party, but unfortunately she woke up and she ended up barfing on his shoe because she was drunk. Classy. No comment at all that this might have been any sort of symptom or moral problem. Pegler has repeatedly claimed to have cured himself of bipolar disorder, an incurable life long illness. One might as well claim to have cured oneself of having one leg. When one has waded through the tedium of Pegler's style with its unconscious moments of creepy hilarity, what one is left with is a very silly, poorly written and dangerous book.