I never knew what bipolar was until my neice was diagnosed. That was two years before I was diagnosed. Frankly, I just thought I she was a spoiled brat and that I had the personality of an artist. Then I became psychotic. What happened was that a demon would sit on my right shoulder and scream LOUDLY in my ear, telling me to drive off the road when driving, and to kill certain people (husband, friends, coworkers) and then myself. I felt the voice was right next to or in my ear, but I could not see the demon. I was flat out in a rage for no reason. I told my husband that if he took me to the hospital I would kill myself. So he didn't do it. I was never hospitalized and was planning a murder-suicide. Nice. We just didn't understand what mental illness was at the time. I don't know what my records say about that particular hallucination since it happened way before I met with a pdoc. My pdoc is a man of few words. I have never seen any of my pdoc/tdoc records.
(To this day, I wonder if that demon was real, and am left sort of obsessed with demonology.)
Anyway I was diagnosed months later with bipolar 1, depressive episode. I am dead set against hospitalization. Just a fear of mine. So I never disclose suicidal plans and thoughts, etc. With medication, I don't feel homicidal. So, I think that's ok to not say anything that would land me in the hospital.
I still don't understand why you are not being treated with an antipsychotic except to enhance sleep. But alas, I am not a doctor. I hope the Seroquel gives you restful sleep and the trileptal works against mania.
Sorry for my disorganized rambling about myself. Just know you are not alone in this bipolar experience! (((Hugs)))