In my early 20s I had a really, really bad manic episode. I didn't know that's what it was at the time, but in retrospect that's definitely what it was. During this period it wasn't just one horrible thing I did, but numerous ones. It was really, really bad. I slept with a guitar tech for a band I went to see in the disgusting stroke of a seedy metal club so I could meet the band...went on a spending spree and spent the money for my mortgage and ended up losi my house...yeah...it was bad.