For years I bought into the myth that “anti-depressants kill creativity.”
It is a dangerous myth that is perpetuated by quackery factories like the Scientology community and other fanatic religious movements.
The lazy practitioners of medicine and the greedy, deep pockets of the big-pharma industry don’t help by over-prescribing medication to people who don’t need it and could benefit solely from exercise, healthy eating and socialization.
But, for some of us, a healthy lifestyle isn’t enough.
I’ve went overboard on healthy eating and exercise regimes, I do daily meditation, I practice the wishful thinking practice of gratitude affirmations, I journal and read, I practice Cognitive Behavioural technics.
That all definitely helps.
In the short term.
Eventually, life comes crashing down for those of us with chemical imbalances in the brain.
And, it doesn’t help that there is a stigma around anti-depressants.
On one side are those people saying that “anti-depressants are a hoax perpetuated by pharmaceutical companies and doctors who receive kick-backs for prescribing them to as many people as possible, regardless of whether they need them or not.”
The other side are the people who hear the word “anti-depressant” and forever use it against you as a way to win arguments – “that’s the depression talking” – and are quick to discredit your abilities by labelling you crazy and unstable.
Then there’s the “tough-love” crowd who tell you, “just suck it up, bitch! Life is full of setbacks, so get over it and move on.”
So, no wonder so many people steer clear from seeking help for an illness that will fandangle you into suicide.
Me, on the other hand, wasn’t worried about the opinions of others; at least in regards to taking medication.
What worried me was losing my creativity because the “authorities” and “self-help gurus” kept telling me that anti-depressants would stifle my creativity.
And, creativity is one of the reasons I wake up and breathe each day.
Plus, scientist link depression and anxiety to high creativity and researchers claim that writers are 121% more likely to suffer from bipolar depression than the general population.
And, they are also 50% more likely to commit suicide.
So, I believed it was necessary to take the risk because writing wasn’t something I was willing to give up, ever.
Well, maybe not “ever…”
I believed them, because each time I wrote something – while not using medication – it got better and better.
But, that’s because I’d keep writing, every day.
Sure, depression helped me isolate myself, which provided me with endless hours of smashing the keyboard to unleash my inner rage and self-loathing, but it was at a trade-off for a normal, socially healthy lifestyle, which adds a perspective of life that the recluse can only read about .
So, consider this…
If you’re on medication and YOU KEEP BEING CREATIVE how could you possibly become LESS creative?
The only way your creativity will be affected by depression is if your depression kills you.
And, that’s the END GAME of the illness.
If you stay away from help and isolate yourself and write, paint, sculpt OF COURSE YOU’RE GETTING BETTER at whatever creative endeavour you pour your soul into.
But, if you’re on medication and do the same, you’ll get better, too.
That’s called practice.
And, that’s what makes you better at something.
So, “depression kills creativity” is backwards.
Depression kills the creative minds that refrain from using anti-depressants, antipsychotics, mood stabilizers or whatever other medications may (actually) be needed.