I don't think people hate meds themselves so much as what they represent. Taking a handful of pills once or twice daily is an ever-present reminder that we have a chronic mental illness, even though we may feel perfectly fine, and that we have to keep taking them.....usually for life. (There are always exceptions to this rule, of course, but for the purposes of this thread, I'm talking about people like me who can't function without medications.)

Every time my alarm goes off, notifying me that it's time for meds again, I feel at least a pinprick of resentment that my life seems to revolve around these things, which I depend on to help me live in some semblance of normality. But most of the time I forget about it the instant I swallow them and go about my business, so it doesn't last long.

BTW, I feel the same way about my blood pressure and diabetes meds.