I feel like I should be doing more, making more — hell, making anything — and generally being more productive.
But I just have nothing. No motivation. No ideas. No compulsion to create. I keep feeling like I’m just wasting time, just keeping my head down and hoping that today will be better than the day before and that this string of days will come to an end in a spectacular rebuke of Depression and Anxiety.
But that doesn’t seem to be how this is going. I’m not really living right now. I’m just existing and the frustrating thing is that I know it doesn’t have to be this way, while also knowing that my brain is wired a little sideways and it’s going to be like this until it isn’t, and there’s not a lot I can do about that except realize that this isn’t forever, that I’ll heal the grief that opened up a few months ago, and the fresh pain and grief that recently opened up will eventually join it.
I sit here at my desk and stare are a blinking cursor for what seems like hours. I type a few words and delete them. I get up and walk around the house and up and down the block, trying to shake loose whatever is blocking up my ability to be creative, to feel like it’s worth the effort, and it just doesn’t seem to be working.
I’m doing my best to give myself permission to accept that my brain isn’t really on Team Wil right now, and not beat myself up about it. I’m clinically Depressed at the moment, but I’m still grateful that I can afford to have a string of days (stretching into months, now) that feel sort of debilitating and I don’t have to worry about not making a mortgage payment or feeding myself. All I have to do is take care of myself, take my meds, talk to my therapist, and work on proactive things like meditation and exercise that are usually good and helpful for my wonky brain.
Today, I feel marginally better than I did yesterday, and yesterday I felt marginally better than the day before that. If that’s how it’s going to go, I’m happy to accept marginal and steady improvement, however long it takes.
Can I admit something?
I’m scared. I’m terrified that being unproductive and not creating anything new for weeks or months at a time will catch up with me, the world will move on, and my fifteen minutes will be up before I realize it. I’m feeling my age, and though I pretty regularly feel like my best days and best work is behind me, I know that isn’t true. Now, if I could just convince my brain to accept that and stop trying to make me feel like there’s no reason I should even try to be creative.
I realize that’s irrational, but the Super Happy Funtimes of my particular version of mental illness is really good at making the case for it being correct and inevitable.
And the thing that’s so dumb? Tomorrow, I start work on something awesome that I love, that I deserve, that I get to do because I earned it with my hard work and ability as an actor. I know all of that, but I don’t feel a bit of it … and yet I will go to the studio in the morning and I’ll love that I get to be there, I’ll know that I deserve it, everyone there will be happy to see me, and I’ll feel like a total fraud.
Well, maybe writing about those fears and putting them here will help me trick my brain into giving me a break so I can just enjoy the experience and feel proud of myself, instead of the overwhelming sadness and hopelessness that’s currently filling up my life.
And on that happy note, please allow me to share Riley’s latest creation for our Roll Model campaign, because even in these incredibly dark days, Riley’s creations have brought me some very real and much-needed happiness.

We’re considering extending this T-shirt, because we’re hearing from lots of folks that they want one, but can’t get it until the end of the week. Let us know in comments if you’re interested, and we’ll make a decision later tonight or tomorrow.
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Holding space for you. (((hug)))
Wil, have you checked in with your prescribing doctor? It may be that what was working has stopped, and it’s time for a tune-up.
I have. What’s happening is situational, exacerbated by my unique brain chemistry. There’s stuff going on that I am not talking about in public, and it’s deeply, profoundly, overwhelmingly painful. It would be a lot for a person with a brain that isn’t like mine to handle, so we aren’t taking any extreme measures right now. I’m hopeful that talk therapy will continue to help me have these marginally better days. Thanks for asking after me. You’re very kind.
I think that you are doing exactly as you should and I also think you are correct, it will come and it will get better…. I see so much of myself in your words and know that it is so damned hard to move on and be patient while ‘it’ evolves. I like you word picture of “sideways brain”. It fits so well. Keep on doing and yes, as you said the other day you don’t have to repeat today and if each day is just a tiny bit better, well that is progress. Know you are definitely not alone, that when you share and it makes you fell a bit better – it also makes lots of us feel better and see ourselves in a better light also. We got some bad deals with our sideways brains – BUT we also reap a multitude of benefits from the hard work these off-kilter brains give us… just have to remind ourselves all the time to watch for the blessings. You are many blessings all wrapped up with a sideways brain…. so am I. Don’t know YOU, but I kinda do too. Hang in there you are doing good.
I appreciate hearing back. I’m a kinder person because of your excellent guidance, and being kinder correlates with caring more deeply for everyone.
Every bedhead pic you post, every Instagram story with your doggos, every exaggerated frown you make in Anne’s travel pillow hat pics, they all make my day brighter, and I appreciate how hard even little things like those can be when depression and anxiety are making you feel gravity’s pull. Even if you’re just going through the motions and not feeling it right now, even if you do this job that you earned and deserve and you don’t feel it right now, I believe you’ll feel it all again, and you’ll look back and be so proud of yourself for doing it. As Jenny Lawson just posted, “You win…you are stronger than every bad thing that has ever tried to take you down.”
Thank you for keeping us updated. Thank you for being open and honest. And know that people are thinking of you and rooting for you.
I would love to get a shirt, but sadly my size isn’t available (stupid fat me..)
Also, inreelnyou with how you’re feeling.. I’ve felt the same for the last few weeks, especially since i had been sick with strep throat.. One day at a time, though, right?
Thanks autocorrect.. Inreelnyou should be I feel you..
Heya. Being fat doesn’t make you stupid. I know it sucks to not fit into clothes that you would like to fit into, but blame the clothes, not you. I don’t have super awesome wisdom or anything, but try to be gentle with yourself, especially if you’re struggling. I hope you’re doing okay.
(also, if you really want a shirt and you’re a little crafty, you can do things like turn tshirts into bags or pillows. Just throwing that out there.)
Wil,
I’m a professional musician. I conduct orchestras and choirs. I’m right there with you. I’ve been fighting a terrible bout of depression and anxiety for a while now. It’s been especially bad these last few weeks. I”m managing to keep putting one foot in front of the other every day, but that’s about it. Thanks for sharing your personal stories. They help me to feel not quite so alone.
While I’m not clinically depressed, I have been in your place many many times, of feeling my life is a waste and I’m just taking up space. I found a spiritual practice, primarily Buddhist, and that has given me the grounding and framework to survive and thrive. I believe Jim Carrey also has a buddhist practice that has helped him to find healing. Don’t know if you know him. … God bless.
I just watched (again) the Criminal Minds episode where you played a really creepy serial killer. Great job… And, as a fellow person who struggles with motivation, I know how the mind can be. You have not only fans, but friends. Keep on keepin’ on, friend.
I know you don’t know me but people care. I care and I’m sorry to hear about your suffering. It sucks tremendously and I hope it passes soon. I get to ride that rollercoaster as a passenger with my son and watching and fearing for someone you love sucks too, in a different way, so I’d like to extend my support to Anne as well. I like the way you write about your depression in such a down to earth, pragmatic way without romancing or dramatizing it. It’s clear you’ve had some really good therapy and have developed a lot of skills.
Re Roll Model: Is there a ladies cut version of the shirt that I’m missing? I’ve been debating getting the unisex version but they never fit right. Re the rest: Hugs Man, “Prove to Everyone” voice sucks because PTE is just a jerk. You matter. You do. Even if your 15 minutes were up, which they aren’t. Love and light to you.
Hi Wil. I have nothing profound to say about the depression battle, except that this post reminded me to buy a shirt, which I did, and now that’s a concrete thing that’s been accomplished by us both. Thank you!
I’m a teacher and have been for a long time. I have two Master’s degrees and I am working on a Doctorate. I have glowing evaluations, recommendations, and a lot of classroom successes. I feel like a fraud every single day. I wonder how I fool these people and how I still have a job. Then my husband and friends remind me that if I were in fact a fraud, I would be found out by now. Then they point out that I am good at my job and refer me to my evaluations and all the rest of that stuff.
Same with you. You’ve been here for years and are still in demand. You will be be for a long time. You’re alright. ☺️
Im sorry about your feeling sadness and hopelessness. I have depression too, and I don’t know what could make the inner feelings match what the mind knows. The disconnect can be maddening and frustrating. But maybe as your friends and family and online followers send you notes of love and support like this one, you can feel that momentary sense of worth that’ll carry you to the next day, and the next one, every day a little better just like you said. I hope your project tomorrow is awesome and gives you a sense of joy. You’re not a fraud. You are real. You took the time once a few months ago to send me a message of support when I was going through a tough situation. That doesn’t sound like a fraud to me. That’s someone real. You’re worth a lot, just the way you are.
Hey Wil, sorry you’re struggling right now. You’re not struggling alone, if that helps… I know it helps me to know I’m not alone in thinking that the grey lump of f*** in my skull hates my guts sometimes.
If you could please extend the deadline for the T-shirt, I’d be thrilled.
I’m a Vet on a fixed income and Friday is payday
Thanks again for sharing your stories of your struggles and for putting a face on mental health issues.
I wish I had a magic wand to make it all go away, Wil! We all love you, and many of us know how you are feeling, since we’re there or been there. I love all the positive things you do and say to work through your issues. We are all on Team Wil! We are behind you and know you’ll be a little better every day. I have loved all your work, and I can patiently wait for more! We’ll all be here at the end of the tunnel!!! Take care and remember that we are thinking of you!
I can’t wait to read your blog post in a few weeks or months processing this time in your life from the other side of it. I just feel like it’s going to be a really powerful thing to compare how you feel now with how you feel once some of the clouds clear and you can look back from a different perspective.
Just, I don’t know. You’re awesome. You’re important to so many people. I know sometimes fans seem like just consumers of your content but I think a lot of us really do care about you as a person. I hate reading that you are having a hard time but I love that you are able to share it with us.
Your brain may not be Team Wil right now but me, and many like me, have been Team Wil for many years and will continue to be for many, many more. You are loved so much and we’re here for you, whether you want a distraction or want us to listen. We may not know each other personally but I love you and consider you a friend in this human experience. 💜
Wil, you have many people in your corner and on your side, more than you can perhaps even imagine.
Some of us have overcome and there is a way to do it.
Your moment will never pass you by because you will always love what you love and how you love it is why we love you. The good you put into the world is worth it, no matter how small it may seem to you.
we are here. we are here.
Right there with you. As much as I like your work, your bravery and honesty in sharing the struggles you are going through means the most. It’s such a lonely but shared pain.
Hi Wil — I would like you to do two things: 1) google Amanda Palmer Fraud Police and watch her whole graduation speech about this 2) look in the mirror and remind yourself that even if your “fifteen minutes” were up, it would not change that you are worthy of love and connection. It may not really help, but I hear embedded in your fear a deeper fear of not mattering. You do matter. Regardless of whether the public likes you. Regardless of whether you’re good at your job. You matter.
I didn’t read this immediately. Now that I have, I want to tell you something valuable. The creative mind needs downtime to recharge. Staring at a cursor is not downtime, it’s self inflicted torture. Walk around the block thinking you should be creative is self inflicted torture. Give your beautiful, talented, creative mind a break. Madness and creativity happen in the same part of the brain, so give the poor thing a vacation. Don’t write. Don’t even try. Maybe jot down a note some place safe if an idea occurs to you, but don’t act on it. Reading this sound like my mother harping on me to be productive, that I’m smart just lazy, that if only I tried harder, I should be grateful for the roof, the food and that I don’t live wherever the famine of the year is.
And having been following you a while now, this has happened before. And then you wrote a whole fucking book! Myself, I have long dry spells, then reams pour out. Then dry spell, then the paint starts flying. Then dry spell and this time I picked up a guitar for the first time in almost 45 years. Yeah. I’m old. I turned 60 last week. Been there, done that, felt all the feels, and it suck donkey balls, it really does. And I don’t even have my pretty face and body to fall back on anymore.
Sorry to rant. I just want you to know you will come out the other side, but for now, just be. Don’t try to be anything, just be.
Love and light shine on you, and no expectations at all.
I appreciate this. Last night, I was thinking that I spent two years writing a novel (and wrote two novellas during that time) while I was also working nearly full time on two different animated shows … so maybe a few weeks (which sounds less irresponsible and lazy than “a few months) of recharging, playing RDR2, rewatching Band of Brothers and reading a ton of history books is not unreasonable, even if it feels lazy and unproductive.
I don’t know, man. “Lazy” is a lazy adjective and “unproductive” as a criticism implies that you should be producing, when… eh, not necessarily. I mean, do what you have to do to as a means to the end of getting/maintaining a life you’ll find satisfaction in, but beating yourself up with notions of how you should be, how things should be, or things you should be doing that you’re not, is just a self-feeding spiral of misery. It’s totally legit to just be.
Reading history is never unproductive – it sounds like you are gathering information / inspiration for future projects (or for a future appearance on Jeopardy!)… even if you don’t realize it yet! I think there’s a saying, “You can’t pour from an empty bucket.”…. it sounds to me like you are refilling the bucket right now and that is totally just as productive and necessary as the pouring.
I once asked Erin Morgenstern, author of The Night Circus, about her writing process. She said she doesn’t write every day, she watches a lot of TV (because she absorbs more narrative structure from TV series than novels), plays a lot of video games, and reads a lot. She also told me she’d heard a well-known novelist (I think she said Ann Patchett, but I could be misremembering) doesn’t actually start writing a novel until she’s written it all out in her head, so she spends days just lying on her sofa, figuring the story out, and when she feels like it’s done, she starts writing. That’s not something that would work for me (but Erin’s process sounds a lot like mine, except she actually finishes her novels–even if it takes her 8 years to write one), but it makes me feel better for not writing every day and seeing the writing process as more than just typing words onto a page.
I know this isn’t what you want to hear… but honestly.. what difference does it make if your “15 minutes is up”? I mean.. I expect like everyone that you have to pay the bills. But you have lots of skills that you can do that with. And there is always Trader Joe’s 😉 … and if push comes to shove, given your long public journaling of depression and anxiety.. the SSA would have a hard time saying you didn’t have a disability.
You have had a varied career and an excellent family life… and depression. It’s hard not to give the depression power. I know that from personal experience. But one of the things I do is remind myself that whatever does happen.. it might not be what I want, it might not be ideal, it might suck.. but I can handle it. I didn’t get to 55 years old and raise 3 kids to relatively responsible adulthood without taking a few knocks and getting back up. I’m sure you have too.
Things don’t have to be perfect for life to be good.
Have you thought of trying do something different? Like picking up a piece of wood and just start carving on it and see what happens. Or find a small engine (like a weed eater) and start taking it apart with no intention of putting it back together. The point being to give the creative side a rest for a bit, but keep the hands busy. Giving a since of accomplishment in something, even if it’s something minor.
Same here. But different.
Its years since I defeated this black monster called depression. It wasn’t chemistry in my brain. Just wrong attitudes. I learned how to think about life in a good way, I created a room, a solid door, and a key and locked the bad guy behind the door.
When it knocked I ignored it. When it hammered against the door I ignored it. My mind was really strong because of all the things I learned while I struggled with depression.
And now its just lovesickness – I guess. But I feel weak and weaker every day and every night. Love hurts. And I cannot ignore this knocking at the door. I just can’t. I’m looking around the corner just to be sure that the door is still closed. And every time I turn my back I have this strange feeling of coldness reaching for me. I am not sure where to find the key. I lost it. The door is open now. And I am scared. I am really scared of being incapable fighting the monster again – this bad guy from the past.
I don’t want to take the medicine again because it’s always changing my mind in a good and in very bad way.
And it’s is just the end of a relationship again, isn’t it? There is no need for a medicated broken heart.
The bad guy is laughing and the door ist open…
— So same here. Darkness. Deep sadness. Hopelessness. In Germany (so excuse my bad english, please).
I feel with you Wil and I love you for being here with us – in this mad, mad world.
Hello, Wil. Have you ever considered giving Wil “a hug”? My therapist asked me something like that about a decade ago. Look at yourself as a sweet child who needs to be comforted when under stress. It’s okay Wil. You bring your distinctive heart, mind, and experience to the process – so yes, you do deserve the opportunity. And to thine own heart be true.
Thanks for sharing this Wil. I feel like I could have written it myself. I’ve been struggling with the same obnoxious lack of motivation and creative output lately, and it’s playing similar havoc with my outlook about not just the work I want to do, but my outlook on myself. I have just barely enough mental energy to do my day job well, and that’s the end of it. Nothing left, it feels like, for creative pursuits.
Thanks for reinforcing that with this stuff, the only way out is through. This too shall pass. Then it’ll probably come back. Then it’ll pass again. Thanks also for the reminder that all of our best work is very likely ahead of us. I have yet to reach peak self, so the journey continues. Cheers.
Hiya Wil,
It’s OK to not create something everyday. It’s not mandatory. Just be you. If today, is the day that to 3 cost is on the list then exist. Taking care of your kind body soul is important.
Sometimes, it’s one day at a time, sometimes, it’s moment by moment .
I heard a speech once for a general who said. The first thing one should do every day,is make your bed. If nothing goes right, everything falls apart, or a nagging voice says you didn’t do anything.” You can with assurance you DID accomplish something. You made your bed.
When I’m at work and didn’t get everything done, and I’m busting myself down until I remember that speech. I did, in truth accomplish something.
Boone dies if I don’t complete every project at work. It doesn’t mean I don’t try, it’s just I’m not an EMT, or a surgeon.
Just be you Wil. If you did today was wake up, tell your wife I love you”, or showed her an epic bed head and made her smile or laugh. that’s the important thing.
OMG! I remember the D&D book the pic is based on. That is awesome!
Wil, I know how real these feelings are. I just acknowledged and remembered my dad’s Anniversary of his passing and it is harder this year then years before because now my mom is gone, too. My anxiety really was affected and I’m trying to be brave, even on the bad days
But I’m still here facing every day, being brave.
You are still here, being brave, sharing your story, which continues to help others be brave.
Thank you for helping all of us be brave…😀
Dear Wil,
You have more people in your corner than you will ever know and what you do have a tangible impact much further away than you might realize.
I talked to the guys at my local boardgames shop when TableTop was in its second season and had a good laugh about the fact that as soon as they knew which games were going to be played by you and your guests they made sure to place a large order with their supplier.
Personally I have started following your readings of audiobooks on Audible, I especially like that you are incredibly good at reading anything that John Scalzi wrote.
If there was anything in my power that would help me shoulder some of your burden I would be happy to do so.
Kind regards,
Soren
Thank you for sharing so honestly with us. My heart is aching for the grief and pain you are feeling.
It’s one thing to know the that the brain chemistry is changing perceptions It’s another to have that knowledge change our feelings.
What can we do to help?
I can tell you you are not alone, and that I believe that, one day, the day won’t be as dark.
I can tell you that you are appreciated, and that I don’t believe any of the lies the illness is telling you. You are not a fraud. You are going to get through this, and we are cheering you on from all over the world.
You are one of my heroes. Not because you are an actor, or because you are famous, but because you struggle, you survive when you have to, and thrive when you can. And you share this journey with us.
Hey Wil,
Maybe you need a palate cleanser of sorts. Play with a creative medium that is outside your normal box. Personally I am starting to learn how to use a wood lathe. I find watching others use one very soothing, so I am hoping that actually getting my hands dirty will be even more rewarding.
I am hoping to snag one of your shirts soon, but alas, payday is at the end of the month (teacher salary-yay!) so we’ll see. I know you hear it a million times on here, but you are an inspiration to so many and continue to make a difference in the world. As a 50 yo dad of three boys who suffers from anxiety, OCD, and depression, I look for as many “roll” models as I can find some days just to get through and you are always high on the list.
Because of you and your tabletop show (and my huge Star Trek addiction/fandom), my family has begun a new tradition of DnD Tuesdays. We love it and have been campaigning for about 6 months now. And it’s the little things that you do, like letting us know it’s ok to be proud of my geekdoms and not live like I did in high school shamed by them, that has brought light into the world.
Thanks for being you and know we are here, whether that’s really a help our not, standing for Team Wil.
I totally get the whole fear of failure to create thing. I could write what I think is the best thing I’ve ever written, and as soon as I finish it, anxiety comes charging in with its depression cavalry to say, “Well, I guess you’ll never write anything else. EVER AGAIN. LOSER.”
Then if more than a few days go by without writing something new, I assume I’m washed-up, anything good I ever did was a fluke, etc.
For me, it’s just like Jenny Lawson says: “Depression lies.” It tells you that you’re not totally awesome when you are, in fact, totally awesome.
You’re totally awesome, Wil, and I hope things turn around for you soon. I hope you write until it starts to actually kind of annoy you. 😉
If it helps any, most of us feel like a fraud, especially those who don’t admit it. Some of us are ust better at glossing over those feelings most of the time.
I’m not a creative person but I always feel like a fraud. Will today be the day they will feel I’m not pulling my weight or find out that I don’t know what I’m doing. Will I be discovered. I’m transitioning from one anti-depressant at the moment and I hope it’s the right thing. The last two anti-depressants I was on gave me blurry vision which is disorientating and bad if you work in front of a computer all day. So I’m going back to one I was on before which I left because I thought I was having a really bad depressive episode more than a few years ago but it turns out that I was having a really bad reaction to a statin for high cholesterol. That was a bit of a mess. I gauge my life by what happens when I am on a certain drug. I got promoted on this vision ruining anti-depressant. What if I’m not as good on this one that I’m going back to. Most of my problem is generalized anxiety and obsessive thoughts that interrupt my day. Not really depression like suicidal and don’t want to get out of bed days. Just a brain that needs a leash. I don’t know if this will help but I always feel I have to leave you with a suggestion or a story. Years ago Donny Osmond developed serious stage fright and performance anxiety when he was in Dreamcoat. He was convince he was crap and people were laughing at him. His doctor told him to try something and had him perform with his back to where the audience would be and at the end she told him to turn around and he was afraid to because he thought he had done a crappy job. So he finally did and found that no one that was in the theatre was even paying attention…they were just doing their job. At another point when he was having a bad day he said to his wife I can’t go out there I know I’m doing a bad job. I know it’s not going to be great. It’s just going to be good or ok. And she said you know what your good is still fantastic that the audience will still think you are great even if you don’t feel if it’s great for you. So even Donny Osmond has days like these. I think tomorrow if you could throw yourself into it and fake it til you make it, by the end of it you will feel it. I also look in the mirror and say affirmations: I am confident, competent and reliable and I am great at my job! I don’t always believe it but on the days I remember to say it I think I have better days. We’ll be thinking of you.
Wil, you are more then enough. You deserve to be happy and non-productive and just be with your friends and family and not worry if you are smart enough, good enough or creative enough. I hope what ever you are filming, taping or being, you enjoy it knowing there’s no bean counter tallying a balance sheet of your productivity. Just that you make us happy. And that you writing or speaking makes a difference.
Wil, We love watching the Tabletop Games videos. And because of those, my wife has become a huge board-gamer (I already was one) and we have purchased numerous games you have featured. Any plans to continue with the series or maybe start another one with some other you are passionate about?
As for the depression, I too have a mental disorder and I know how hard it is to get out of the “funk” of being down. I love that you are so open open how you are dealing (or not dealing) with things. You have brought a greater awareness to the masses. I appreciate all that you do.
I would love it if you could write another book that could be a follow up to “Just a Geek” or a new book about how you and your family work together on surviving day to day life.
Wil, YOU are an inspiration to a lot of people. We love you.
HI Wil – I continue to be impressed with your openness and honesty, breaking stigmas and actually helping to open avenues for others (and yourself I think) to advance, even just a little, toward wellness. There’s certainly creativity in that and productivity – your observations and reflections which you take time to write down and share are creative and more productive than you might know.
We have some similarities, you and I. I have two amazing step-sons (just sons really), both off forging their own paths; I just turned 47 (how the hell did that happen so fast?!); I recently experienced something profoundly painful and am a long way from getting through it; I’ve battled depression and anxiety (OCD! Love it!!) since I was 12. And, I’m Canadian so by definition, I like hockey (thanks for Muzzin by the way).
I’m a grade 8 teacher (American translation, 8th grade) and I often go through bouts of feeling wholly inadequate and that I’m not serving the kids well enough – but it’s, as you said, that disconnect between the feel and the know. I am a good teacher; I know it, so during those times I don’t feel it, I’ve learned for me it has been best to keep going. It helps me to get up in front of the kids each day. I wonder if whatever it is you’re starting tomorrow might help too. I hope so. And if it doesn’t, something will. It will and you know it, even it you don’t feel it. Take care, be well, and keep sharing the gift.
I have been where you are and back again. Keep doing what you are doing, even if it feels like you are just going through the motions. Even though there are ups and downs each day will get better and it will eventually pass. Thank you for sharing your journey with us.
Sending you much love and support!
I like knowing you are out there. I miss you on Twitter. I love Tabletop and seeing what you are up to. I’m hoping to see you at Raleigh SuperCon. You seem like a good guy and I hope you can get control of this. On a side note, I know it sucks, but it makes me feel a little better about my depression and anxiety to know that someone as accomplished as you also grapples with it.
When I’m this deep into it, what I find helps is to try something new. Go do something you’ve never really done before, which you’ve been mildly curious to try but not been able to justify the time. Being in complete learner mode, it’s much easier to give yourself permission to suck, and then the rapid learning you do at the start of trying anything new yields tremendous satisfaction.
Not one person can or will ever get it. They simply can never understand what each of us who suffer goes through each and every minute, every pulsating, sometimes excruciating, tiring second. But we do find our tethers, our drugs, therapies, our centers, habituals and the like, to try and keep us grounded, or prevent us from soaring too high or drowning. Little miracles, baby steps, every day. Light does get in, on it’s own schedule. We can and do pace our moments, until we can begin to function at a “normal” again. Over and over, day by day. We must pace our steps, our sudden return of delight or enjoyment, so as not to burn out the light too early. Expending energy is hard on us some days, especially the ones we have to force or fake. It is hard to keep the fires lit in those moments. But we try. We really really do.
We have a disdain for “thoughts and prayers”. What we need is space when asked, acknowledging that we do have an illness, acceptance that we outwardly may look okay but we are raging and troubled inside so don’t think we are “cured”, a watchful eye and open ear but no smothering or judgements, and instead of saying “I understand or I know what you are going through”, (because no one ever does-each soul is personal and pure), you say “I am here, you can hold on to me always, no matter what”.
Thank you Wil, you said exactly what I’ve been feeling these days. You have no idea how much it means to me to know that someone out there understands, especially when my friends don’t, even when some of them try. I wish you all the luck in the Universe that you find your peace, and know that your fans love you, and yes I’m a longtime fan of yours. big hugs
Hi Wil,
Have you tried Transcendental Meditation? It is supposed to help with depression, anxiety, and creativity. I am taking a Mindfulness course this semester at school. We are supposed to do the ‘regular’ kind of meditation. It is impossible to sit there and be expected to push out one’s thoughts. So, I looked into the Transcendental Meditation that David Lynch is always mentioning. It is easier to push out one’s thoughts and relax with TM.
I follow screenwriters on Twitter, who claim that watching a movie or reading a book by someone who inspires them, helps get their creative juices flowing. Maybe, you could try doing this, too?
I doubt that your 15 mins will ever be up. A lot of famous people take a break and then come back later. I think feeling the pressure is killing your creativity. You will be okay. No one is going to forget about you or give up on you.
Dear Wil,
“You is Kind, You is Smart, You is Important”
Tim
I can’t imagine what you must be going through, but I can offer my empathy. As far as not feeling like being creative, and if you’ve already tried this, just skip to the next comment, Maybe try something outside of what you normally do. You don’t have to come up with a new idea, you tube is full of ideas you can copy. Doesn’t matter what the project is. I’ve seen your painting projects. Maybe you try painting a piece of furniture you found on the curb. Or make a book instead of trying to write one. You may decide you don’t like that particular creative activity and will never do it again, but I’ve found that just the act of making, regardless of it not being my original idea, knocks something lose and maybe then I feel like trying something in my chosen field of creativity again. Hope things look a little brighter for you tomorrow.
Sometimes you write something that hits so close to home for me, it’s kind of alarming, but mostly comforting. I guess that’s a strange thing to tell you about something you wrote about being sad and afraid. But when I read this, I thought, ‘If WIL WHEATON feels this too, maybe I’m not trapped forever in my two months of hard core writer’s block and relentless anxiety either.’ I’ve never even had a fifteen minutes, and I’m not sure I ever really want it, but I’ve felt that same Why Can’t I Just Produce Something New So I Can Feel Like I Matter feeling. I’m not glad you have that feeling too, but it does help me feel like…well…Wil Wheaton MATTERS, and he feels like this too, so I must matter too, even if I’m not creating Right Now. Thank you for everything you share here. You make more of a difference than I’m sure you’ll ever know.
I’m guessing that the cruise was not exactly a vacation for you. But there are a couple of thousand fans from that week who enjoyed and appreciated you and your lovely wife. You are scared about.
The cruise was an incredible experience, and I loved it way more than I expected I would. Maybe there’s an entry or two in recalling what the cruise was like.
You made so many fans happy that week…it would be kind to share that you enjoyed it too. And you should know that they are petitioning ECP to get you back next year!
Stupid auto correct…CARED ABOUT…lol
(Wil’s thoughts are making me look around to see if any of my friends are feeling a little sideways right now……)