I'm sorry, but I can't really feel sympathy for Charles
I take strong medication too, but I'm not fortunate enough that I get to avoid working my ass off every day. And all because he was bullied in high school? Grow the hell up, we were all bullied. I was always being beaten up, but if I tried to live at home and wallow in self-pity for the rest of my life my parents would've shown me the door.
He's very fortunate but acts like a prisoner. He's a genius with talents that could give him a cushy position in life, and he fails to see how privileged he is that he gets to stay inside and read books all day. Who wouldn't want to do that? Better than having to work every day.
His journals express how he fears going outside because of "vigilantes" who want to attack him because of his sexual hang ups - he's a genius, so he can put on a convincing poker face from nine to five, I'm sure. Nobody would've tried to confront him about something that he is smart enough to hide convincingly. I'm sorry, but I can't feel sympathy for someone who has advantages in life but choses to feel depressed and live in cushy, self-imposed isolation. It's his choice to live inside for his entire life. His choice. There are people who have been raped, molested and beaten half to death, but they still go out and face the world. Charles Crumb was a just a coward.
Also, if his father was such a tyrant, why did he stay at his house? Why did he choose to live under his father's roof for his entire life? In his journals it reveals that his father lived at that house for many, many years after Charles gave up on life. Very strange, given how supposedly abusive he was and how much Charles feared and loathed him. Easy life.