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Originally Posted by Anika.
I have always been quite creative, whether it be painting, making things, usually creating with my hands, and I have written a bit, but writing has never been big with me. Medication killed creativity largely for me. It did not kill the ideas or thoughts, but it did kill the "do".
I also find whenever I paint it brings depression forth, so I do avoid doing it, as I do not find enjoyment in depression. Making things, tho anything... does not bring about depression, it brings about mania. Which can also be extremely uncomfortable for me. I have never been one to be manic for short periods, usually lasts months, so try to avoid that also.
I even noticed that when I actively think about scientific ideas a lot I also trigger some mania, and depression, maybe more like mixed.
So question is does anyone else notice this in themselves? I always see the idea put forth that madness sparks creativity. No one talks about creativity sparking the madness.
So I am just avoiding creative process so that I can avoid the extreme moods, but is this any way to live? How would you get passed this? I still do stuff here and there, I still think, and still have creativity going on in the brain, but I no longer allow myself to have outlets for this very often anymore. It does bother me, and I wish I knew how to have one without the other. I thought when I stopped meds I could maybe get back to doing, but it's not happening. I feel pretty frustrated about this in particular.
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Sorry I wasn't able to read all the responses today.
I agree that I have lost the "do" part although I am not on any meds.
I hate the loss of my writing and singing and acting. I feel like... a lump or something. I hate it. I try to draw some (not the best at it.) I'm not good at making things. I feel like I've lost a big piece of myself.
I don't know if writing made me manic or I was manic so I was writing.
I do know I get the visions I used to get. Like when a good song comes on I envision how I would sing it in a show and all the lighting and costumes and everything. I think this used to make me slightly manic... I don't know.
I remember in watercolor class in college it was with all these older ladies and we would all sit and relax and chat and do our watercolors. I was only 19 and they were all in their 60s. I loved it! It was my room full of grandmas.

I know I was not manic then. I was very relaxed and happy in that class. Maybe something like that would be good? You say painting depresses you but maybe if you had a paintin club or painting class? I loved that class so much. I miss it. I did my best work ever in that class.
Sorry I am rambling, not really all here right now... brain is all twisting up today.