I am 43 and I have been struggling with mental health since I was 9 years old. I was molested at 8 and I did not get the support I needed until I turned 35. Never understood why society wants to punish the molester and never pays attention to the molested. That's what's my family wanted to do: kill my molester in increasingly creative ways. They never once asked me if I was okay and needed help. Anyway.
I don't see the world the same way as other people do. I either obsess over something 100 percent or I don't give a shit. There are no degrees of attitude in this.
When I obsess over a video game, its fine. When I obsess over work, I tend to make more mistakes.