I asked out a liquor drinking actress at a college party. When I refused to date her friend, she tricked me into seeing campus psychiatrist. They quickly misdiagnosed scoliosis pain, moderate depression, and boredom of not being allowed to major in computers as bipolar mania.

20 years later despite being happy (never attempted suicide, never hallucinated, not violent) and having more success in career/charity still being harassed by antipsychotic with no trial. Face spasms, 175 pounds fatter, and intoxication so bad I can’t remote control Kodi TV app or lay down.