Uh well, it's a very long story. Made short: I didn't need a lawyer to get me off meds because I waited and played "extra sweet and compliant" with the psychs until they let me off the treatment order as a "reward".

Most of my wellness strategy is what I call "excessive coping". I keep myself constantly busy -- too busy to have a breakdown . I make goals for myself -- very difficult ones, so I have to work my arse off -- and remind myself that it's either achieve those goals or go back to the nuthouse. I also see the world's most kickass psychoanalyst and eat vegan diet, exercise like mad, etc.
All that makes me sound like a dull, uptight person. I hope I'm not.