I know I am not cured. For about 15 years I was stable (except for a mild depression during my divorce). This summer I was hypomanic for about six weeks and am just starting to feel "normal" after a horrible depressive episode that started in early August after the hypomania. Before this summer, I felt like I was in the clear for good and was beginning to wonder if I really had bipolar. Well, these past two episodes proved I am not cured. I hope to hell another depression doesn't come. Maybe it won't; maybe it will (chances are the latter). What I need to remember if depression does come again is IT DOES END.