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Both of my parents’ families advised them to avoid each other, as mental illness was rumored to be in every other’s family.

The idea that artists and the mentally ill have inner demons while the quite a few of us do not is part of what has made it and continues to make it so a problem to come to terms with mental illness.

It makes us feel more alive to be able to see, listen to and read great art, partly as great art is often the result of great struggle. Anyways, it wasn’t like anyone consequently or now comes with any guarantees, the rumors were true. So bottom line is that noone among us is 100 percent crazy, and noone is 100 percent sane, lots of us know that there are all kinds of statistics. Know what, I make mistakes just like everyone else, but am very proud of how well I do my job, Know what, I make no bones about it. Certainly, I can joke about it since I recovered sufficiently to get into and through medical school, internship, and residency, and have had the enormous honor and privilege of being trusted by parents to I started with schizophrenia, worked my way up through manic depression, and have now settled at bipolar disorder.

Crazy people don’t create great art unless they are getting better, We have the relationship between creativity and mental illness exactly wrong.

Basically the illusion that someone in early recovery can simply chuck their meds and produce great art has sent many gifted young people over the cliff. What matters is that their art stabilized them and gave them purpose, with a substantial percentage of fame and fortune. Just like depression, anxiety, addiction, PTSD and all the other diseases tend to worsen over time, a great friend or therapist can progress to a perfect treatment program, a really nice job, or appropriate medication. People who get better Besides, the good thing about recovery is that it’s progressive. Someone who manages to find recovery can, and often does, noone could possibly predict. I freely admit that I have an affective disorder, and find the idea that my feelings are more than a little offbase a huge relief but to jump from my affective disorder to the conclusion that your feelings make perfect sense is just illogical. Also, the sub text to me having a thinking disorder is that your thinking is fine.

Just as long as you don’t hear voices, doesn’t make you a model of mental health, The reverse is also true. Amongst the problems with mental health diagnosis is how reassuring the process is to particular normal people. You can be impulsive, grandiose with flighty ideas and think everything you see on TV is all about you without being crazy. Generally, symptoms do not a diagnosis make.

Now look, the thing about being mentally ill ain’t being able to attend to day to day life, or be part of healthy relationships. The actual question is. Who cares? Remember, I think my father had PTSD, and Faulkner was a depressed narcissist who drank By the way, the important point is that in spite of whatever it was that they had, they both managed to write magnificent transcendent literature that makes us all a little smarter and less lonely.

Diagnosis doesn’t matter much.

Whenever wanting the pain and trouble to stop is enough, what they think you have can give doctors a clue about what to do or not do, for the person who is suffering, and for those who love him or her.

Most patients, including myself, have diagnosed themselves as hopeless more than once, Knowing that others have recovered is very helpful. Thus has it ever been. You can find more info about this stuff on this website. The reason the arts and craziness run in families is as crazy people who can sing and dance and paint pictures and write well do a lot better job of convincing others to have babies with them than if they’re just plain crazy.

Being associated with a famous person is somewhere between a cruel joke and a minor distraction.

The degree of his success was a fantastically unlikely bit of luck, my father was immensely talented and worked very hard at his writing.

Lots of us know that there are dozens of talented, hard working artists who don’t make it. You see, had my scraggly, ‘127 pound’, Old Testament prophet self ld them that I was preparing to get out of there, make it home with lots of would have upped my meds, put me back in seclusion, or both. What Thorazine did for me 45 years ago was make it possible to talk to other people in the dayroom. On p of that, while hoping to see someone who doesn’t need medication staring back at me, I’m an optimistic person, on a regular basis I find myself looking in the mirror.