I was recently reading a book by one of my favorite authors, C.S. Lewis, who died more than forty years ago. I'm deep into A Grief Observed, and then it struck me, as how passionate this man was, and yet, how deep his despair when it set in. He was so concerned with the rawness that he originally decided to write it under a pen name. Later he would publicly confirm he wrote it.

I can understand that type of despair, and after a while I began to think about how many writers can write about such negative emotions so well that it can take it toll on their mental health.  when writing something powerful, as many writers do, this can drain them. I thought about some of my other favorite authors,and began to notice a pattern.

Ernest Hemingway, C.S. Lewis, Virginia Woolf, Sylvia Plath, Adolphus Huxley, The list goes on, and then I wanted to search, and found something extraordinary, there was an even darker pattern: Death. I dug deeper, finding more information, and one bit that didn't seem so surprising. (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Category:Writers_who_committed_suicide) The list  of suicide seemed endless, and these are more famous people. In fact this list contains more that 400 names. That is the shocking aspect to it.

For some such as Lewis and Huxley, they died in their sixties, at relatively young ages. Perhaps because they didn't focus on health but still, especially for Lewis, the loss of his wife must have put incredible strain on his mental health.

This drove me to question if writing is dangerous to mental health or it is simply the catalyst that makes the writer have mental health problems?

I can see it within my won writing, the low points within my story I need to be in a "certain mood." The characters can take on their own life, and should my mood persist it can damage my own mood for the rest of the day. No, I don't have mental health problems that I know of, but I have come close to grief.

What of those who had mental health problems? How did they cope?

In one sense by writing. Writing and writing some more. Pouring their passion into writing. or drinking or drugs the darker side of writing. Some would fall prey to this darker side and with their health being fragile, there was no happily ever after.

there were a lost generation, and from this lost generation came some of the finest writing of the Twentieth century. Yet in a cruel twist of fate, many of these writers had problems. They were passionate and could write with such power that no matter what was said, people read it.

Yet for some, due to health problems and mental problems, they ended their lives, and cut short many a promising career. One could argue because of this writing is dangerous to mental health. The likelihood that people who write pour their emotions into their writing will be drained and stressed out is possible.

Sylvia Plath is also famous, and yet, these days I recall her precisely for the wrong reasons, her death, and the death of her son. I can't recall reading to much of her writing, and it always struck me as melancholy. At the same time when reading her work and others i can sense the pain and mental anguish behind it.

Is it possible that people who write can not unburden themselves in the right way? Or is it possible that at the time of these authors, there wasn't the help given that there is now?

There are to many what ifs, but I believe that writing, depending on its content can be both a help and a danger to mental health. It truly depends upon the writer and what they are writing about.