How do you guys deal with it? I suffer from a burnout at the moment because of other work not related to music. (IT/Security installations)
In this state, I have no mental power to compose any music whatsoever. Firing Cubase feels nice for the first 2 minutes but then, everything feels like lifting 150lbs of blocks over and over.
I used to be able to compose 5 songs a night and get really into music which I don't anymore... I wish I was able to do so again and I'm sure more people feel like I do.
Ever felt like this, what did you do to get out of it?
The older I get, the lazier I get. It IS depressing.
Regarding magic happy pills, I have a story about myself. My father died when he was 61. As I approached that age, I would joke to my family, "Only twenty years to go." "Only ten years to go." "Only five years..." But as I actually did get months away from my 61st birthday, I began to get very concerned about my health, and the joke was far less funny to me than it had been in the past, especially when I started having stomach problems.
Anxiety over my health was becoming an issue, so I went to my general practitioner and asked for something to "take the edge off." She prescribed me an anti-anxiety pill called Lexapro. I hesitated taking it. Did I want to be dependent on a pill every day? But I finally broke down and started taking it.
Within three days I was having SEVERE panic attacks. Jump out of your chair, unable to breathe panic attacks. I called my doctor and she casually said, "Oh, yeah, those pills can have some nasty side effects. You'll just have to ride it out. You'll be better in about six weeks."
SIX WEEKS? I would have been DEAD in six weeks if I had continued to take those pills. My wife told me to stop immediately, and I did, but then I began to have withdrawal symptoms called "brain sparks" that are hard to describe, but nearly impossible to live with. I also started having severe insomnia. So bad that I couldn't get more than an hour or two of sleep a night—and not very good sleep at that. My wife called the doctor (I was unable to in this state), and the doctor said, "Well, if he's still having symptoms, then it must be in his head."
Yeah, fuck you, Doc, I've never felt anything like this before in my life, so why the hell would I be feeling this way now? Oh, I know, because of the fucking magic pill you gave me that fucked up my brain chemistry.
I finally had to go to a new doctor—a psychiatrist—who was able to help me out. Psychiatrists don't psychoanalyze you anymore. That's old school. What they do now is medicate you, and they are experts at it. He gave me a pill to MAKE me sleep, and told me that my doctor's treatment of me was borderline criminal. She had prescribed me exactly the WRONG kind of medication, he said. In his experience, Lexapro is not really suitable for men. Works great for women, and SOME men, but there are other medications that would work much, much better.
I declined, however, to take any more happy pills. I took the sleeping pills, started to get some sleep, and over the course of a year eventually got back to myself again, although I don't think I'll ever be 100%. The only medication I'm on now is for those stomach issues that started it all.
I know other men who take Lexipro and it works fine for them. I know women who take Xanax, and they're happier than ever, calling it a miracle drug. I would never assume that all these drugs are bad. They do help people. But if you choose to take some, make sure you get them from a psychiatrist and not a GP. GP's are simply not trained to understand the intricacies of these medications. Go to a psychiatrist, who can guide you through the process in case things start to go wrong, and can prescribe additional or alternative medications until it's working correctly.
And always be aware that every drug has potential side effects. If you're taking it and you don't feel right, get help. Quickly.