Bipolar and Dangerous: Don't Mess With Me

I have severe bipolar disorder and need to take medication constantly to keep it under control.

On the bus ride home, I encountered a creepy old man who kept rubbing his crotch against my backside. I hadn't taken my medication for two days and was afraid I might lose control if provoked, so I used my backpack as a barrier between us.

Seeing he couldn't take advantage anymore, he started shouting loudly that I was being inconsiderate by using my backpack to take up his seat space. He even grabbed my backpack and threw it far away.

But that backpack contained my medication - my sedatives!