I wonder if I’ve sometimes created a tempest in a teapot out of boredom. If I get upset about something, then I have the upset to deal with rather than the boredom.
Do I seek fear to avoid boredom?
For the anxiety-prone part of me: “Sometimes I simply have to disengage my mind from worry. That seems the healthiest way to live, and I have not always been able to do that.”
There is a truth about mental illness that sometimes only the mentally ill, and those who counsel troubled people, see. At the heart of a split from “reality” may be a glimpse of true reality. And perhaps there is a partially formed mystic crying to get out.
Who knows but that a psychotic sufferer has opted to jump ahead by one of the most wrenching means? Who knows what contributions recovery—and their next life—will bring?