One of the best things is being able to be used as a vessel for something to be said. For writer’s that is the reality. We’ve flirted with Fiction in one way or another, and then she grasped us and said, “I have something to say through you.” And what do we have to say other than, “Here am I”?
If you’re traveling somewhere do you want to be looking at a vast area of nothingness for long periods of time? Or do you want to see a landscape rich in color and terrain? It’s the same in writing.
For myself, I used to think mental illness was linked with serial killers, so the very notion that I might have mental issues was absurd. I’m not a serial killer. My search history might disagree, but I’m a writer.