My left and right hemispheres fight each other.

Pretending to be mentally ill isn't easy. Luckily, before entering this mental hospital, I was a highly respected psychologist. Of course, to fool all my colleagues and the heads of psychiatry departments, the most important thing is—my left and right hemispheres really do fight each other. This is my innate talent… no, it's an illness. With such an illness, how did I become a psychologist earning millions a year? Of course, because it's not an illness at all, but a blessing, a talent. Okay, it's just because I can pretend to be normal. Is it possible that I'm actually normal? No, none of that matters. What matters is, why do I pretend to be sick when I can clearly appear normal to others? Because others are hell. This isn't a riddle, it's not childish, it's the literal meaning. Because only in this way can I survive in front of those monsters and extraterrestrials! To eke out a living in the eyes of hell! This is simply… amazing! This is clearly heaven!! Wait… what kind of cheat is called "The Culinary Saint's Insight"?? "Infinite Flow" "Pure Love"