Oh I remember being carefree too and I knew I was crazy, it didn't matter. I was alive then some doctor said oh no, this isn't right, this is a disorder. Let's label your experience, rip the meanings you see away, it's all psychotic, real crazy and now that you've eaten my knowledge you can never be happy again. You've got bipolar. That joy is just mania, that angst is just depression. Your life has no meaning. Your experience is crazy.