I was not taking meds when I was in university because I had not been diagnosed and had no idea there was a name for my illness. Now that I know that I was, indeed, sick back then, I do have regrets but not guilt. Guilt indicates that I knew I was doing something wrong. I am proud of what I was able to accomplish through sheer will. There were times when I literally forced myself to attend class and complete assignments. I was paying for that freakin' education, after all. (I was, not my parents.) But completing the undergraduate work was so difficult there was no way I was going to attempt graduate school. Had I been diagnosed and medicated, maybe things would have been different. But you need to realize that this was 1977. It would be another 27 years before I would be diagnosed correctly.

Or maybe I'm just not understanding the question. Sorry.