I can't say I have no desire, but it is greatly reduced from pretty much the same thing. Wrong meds or no meds. Also I was taking excessive amounts of adderall (which I also had to give up) and my trazadone needed a kick to knock me out at night. I know the meds are reducing the lows but I will still get some. I am hopeful I can keep my resolve when that time comes and I take a deep dive. When I am hypomanic and it's hot outside, sitting on the deck nursing a cold beer is a very attractive image, but I know "nursing" would quickly become guzzling and my wife and kids are helping me with my problems so I would have to sneak it and the dominoes would start falling. That line of reasoning is effective right now, especially when I add in the regret that I know is inevitable.