I've observed bipolar world for awhile now and I've noticed that just having the label completely changes people for the worst. The weight of a diagnosis seems to be more than they can bare than the illness itself. Bipolar is treatable for the most part for most, but the thought that they are bipolar is enough to make these folks quit life. It makes me sad to see good people crumble. Has it affected you this way? Were you able to climb out of this way of thinking? Or am I like just imagining it?