Well...in the midst of psychosis, I Facebook messaged my professor and spoke to him as if I were God and had manipulated events that had happened to him in the past (before I was even born), so I can relate to this. Luckily he is a psychology professor and I think he is beginning to understand what happened. My psychotic break happened while on an academic related trip with him, another former student of his, my husband, and other student's girlfriend. We were working on a documentary film at a comic convention and I basically pulled all the other people aside from the professor away from the con so they could get me back home. I think it hurt the relationship a lot, but I have faith that it can be repaired. I don't beat myself up because I don't think it will help anything. That's very strange, because usually I beat myself up over everything...