On Saturday, I was talking to a girl at a bar—I was there with a friend. She mentioned she takes antidepressants, and I told her I do too, though I didn’t mention taking antipsychotics. We chatted for a bit, laughed, and shared a few jokes; I asked for her Instagram, but she didn’t respond. I don’t know if I did something wrong. At one point, I asked if the antidepressants made her feel emotionally flat. I’m not sure what went wrong; the conversation had touched on bipolar disorder, and I sort of joined in based on what I know about the subject.