I almost forgot...Once, when I had recently divorced my ex husband, I met a guy online. We "chatted" for a few weeks, exchanged phone numbers, then called each other every night. He lived in NJ & I was in KS so that's a HUGE phone bill. To top that off, I talked him into buying plane tickets for myself & 2 kids (both toddlers at that time) & then packed our bags & moved my family in with him in NJ. Mind you, I had never met him in person until then. 3 months later, I came down from my mania & low and behold, I realized I wasn't really in love with him & wanted to move my kids & I back home. It turned out to be for the best because he said he hated kids & only gave it a chance because he liked me....LIKED, not LOVED....and he said , and I quote," Sex with bipolar *****es is the best". I called my mom, she wired the money for the kids & I to get back home(via Greyhound) & he took us to the bus station. The entire ride home, I was too scared to sleep, so when we did get home, I crashed straight into depression. But we were home safe....and I never heard from "Jersey boy" (my nickname for him) again.