Once upon a time someone, can't remember who, compiled a list, can't remember where I saw it, of ARTISTS with MENTAL HEALTH PROBLEMS of one kind or another. And I can't remember if the cause/effect direction was specified. (So right off the bat I've identified memory failure as my own mental challenge, but to continue...)
... Emotional distress seems rampant right now in the world I live in, some of it quite serious. People I've considered to be pillars of stability say they're having a hard time sleeping through the night. When I see tight lips, red noses, vacant stares, I know some suffering is going on. According to what I've read (although who can believe anything they read nowadays), the phenomenon I'm describing is quantifiable in the increased incidence of visits to mental health professionals and prescriptions filled.
... I haven't been a model of serenity myself.
... What I'm trying to get at, awkwardly, is a statement to the effect that those of us who have the compulsion to write or to create some other art form have a built-in weapon against despair. I'll bet a lot of you recognize that very nicely and are busy using your artistic weapon -- that bludgeon with spikes you carry with you -- and are creating like mad (and mad seems the appropriate word, in both of its definitions). You just wait. Within a few months the world around us will blossom with stories, novels, poetry, drama, music, pictures, you name it, all created in a rush inspired by the same attacks on sanity that make primal screams and the fetal position so attractive at 2 a.m.
... It helps me just to write that.
... This is a message of positivity, in case you missed my point, which I haven't made well due to the spikes on my bludgeon being a little blunted at the moment. Let's celebrate the urge to do art and let's use it to help ourselves and others. And that's another thing. Keeping the needs of others in mind and turning loose as much solace as we can muster is another kind of weapon with mutual benefits.
... Keep well, everyone.