Did you have a period of "partying hard" (raving, promiscuity etc.), and when and why did you put an end to it?

Here's a good one. I'll share the incident from when I was hypomanic that I spoke of in my post.

One of my professors recognized that I was struggling. I had hinted at some stuff, so he approached me one day and offered to take me to lunch.

He began to take on the role of personal mentor, offering me more input and assistance in the class I had with him. Generally just favoring me over other students. It made me extremely hopeful, and I guess I should've seen that he was attracted to me, but if you've ever been hypomanic everything is just fucking golden and nothing bad can happen /s

In class, he had been speaking of inviting a group of students over for dinner. I asked a couple of people if they thought that was weird, but from what I was told it's a thing he did sometimes and everyone enjoyed it.

I get an email from him asking me to come over.

"Great!" my hypomanic brain thinks, "This should be fun and put me even more in his favor!"

When I get there, I'm greeted by this man, sloppily drunk, with a very inappropriate hug. Oh, and I'm the only person he invited.

I tried not to think much of it. I didn't plan to stay very long anyways - I had plans to meet up with friends and the rendezvous was soon.

After 5 minutes of being there I was extremely uncomfortable.

Thinking tactically, I tried positioning myself as far away from him as possible, but he kept moving closer. Finally, I decided like I should fake a phone call, but as I reached for my pocket he aggressively approached me and attempted to forcefully kiss me, with tongue, and grab my dick.

I'm a hetero male was not OK with that. Was like, the fuck?

So he offered me $40k to have sex, at which point I really did make a phone call to the friend I had plans with. No answer. I panicked and froze, just waiting for her to call back. It felt like years, but I'm pretty sure it was closer to a minute. I don't remember what I said or did, but I left, called her again, told her what happened. Weirdest part of this is, I had taken his niece (who is my age) on dates the same fucking week this happened.

I stopped going to class and withdrew socially, and the prof started sending me harassing emails and told a bunch of people I dropped out.

How the school handled the fallout of my situation is despicable and one of the reasons I can't stand this university.

The prof did get fired, though.

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