This happened three years ago. I was having a manic episode, but I was struggling because I just started university and I didn’t have any friends a. I was feeling lonely, and I wanted physical intimacy, so I drove to a parking lot and dressed very provocatively. I wanted a guy to touch my privates, or for me to touch his privates. I’ve never had a boyfriend or anything, but I wanted to be touched. 

I tried flagging down cars, but nothing. I saw a group of ten to twelve men in their late twenties early thirties. One of them saw me, and all the men started looking at me. They all started walking towards me. It was then that I realized what I had gotten myself into. I ran to the car and drove off. I got some food, and then when my brother got home a few minutes after, I was acting like nothing ever happened.