Sometimes I get thoughts like this, but pretty soon after, I wonder if it's sort of a delusion that stems from the bipolar. I've heard stories about people stopping treatment and medicine and I think that if I let myself entertain those thoughts for long, I will be getting rid of my pills. I'm too scared to gamble on that right now, but since I am at the point right now where I feel like everything will be okay, it doesn't bother me much. I'll just keep doing what I need to do to keep moving along. As hard as it can be for family and friends to accept our mental illness, they sure do raise a fuss when we start agreeing with their certain assumptions and express a desire to live as a person without mental illness since we're being treated as and given the expectations of one. Maybe it's all for the best.