Taking every possible risk I could. Thievery, vandalism, smoking, drinking, throwing things at traffic, hopping trains, telling teachers every vile word I could find. I stole everything I could get away with, and I rarely got caught. Then I turned 10 and we moved and it all got worse even though the kids that did it weren't around any more and the assault had stopped. Everything ramped up from there. I ran drugs, driving, at 11-12. Even when I made friends I had trouble keeping them and still do, except for the extremely crazy ones. I think I was psychotic a lot of this time and not under any sort of control by ANYONE especially me. I'd already shown signs of bipolar at 4 and 5 but nobody knew what it was, I just had "behaviour problems."