I called them for the first time ever back in February of this year due to my first manic episode. I was stoned 24/7 for a month straight after being illegally fired from my job. I was also smoking one of those mystery "mushroom" vapes during this time.
Eventually, I believed that my union had started a massive international social media campaign surrounding my case without telling me. This was exciting and fun at first, until I made a statement insulting Trump and Musk to some of my union siblings. At that point, I started to believe that I was the subject of a gamergate style hate mob and that my life was in danger.
At 3am after at least 2 weeks of very little sleep, I thought I heard noises from my phone that indicated a streamer that hacked me. At this point, I called 911 to report a stalker. Nothing came of the call, but my family knew something was wrong and gave me the help I needed. I'd be happy to share more about what I was believing at the time for those interested; mental health is important folks!
When I was a wee lad my little brothers were playing with matches in Mom and Dad's room. All of a sudden Mom bolts upstairs with a pitcher of water and yells, "CALL 911, SAY FIRE!!!! RUNNNNNNN!!!" Then like the flash I was on the phone in 2.98813ms. 20 minutes later I'm playing in a fire truck and a bed is getting thrown out of my house. That was a fun day.