I've done it myself. The whole slipping and falling into the abyss, it's really entirely what you want the whole time even if it is pretty confusing in the beginning.
Personally I'm 5 years into it, and I still have to take meds. I cba to deal with mental wards anymore, so I just mostly agree to what they offer. If the mania suddenly comes and takes me someday, and I am left composing songs to Dionysius on the high street in a toga, then again, so be it.
Basically, learn to handle the duality of being mundane and frightenteningly godlike to the 'food'. (I mean people, by food.)