Certainly, it is connected, but I would not interpret this phenomenon so unambiguously, because the medal has a downside. It's no secret that mental disorders are often romanticized, especially in recent years in the wake of the fight against the stigmatization of mental illness.
What comes first, a chicken or an egg, public consciousness or culture? I don’t think it is possible to give a clear answer, but these two components of society, of course, correlate. In literature and art, negatively colored images of those prone to personality disorders, of which you are well aware, since you asked this question, coexist with heroes surrounded by a halo of the mysterious and beautiful. There is no need to go far for an example - and today there is a stereotype (not without, however, some reason) that insanity, or at least a predisposition to it, is a necessary criterion for a true Artist. In "Burden of Human Passions" Stendhal at different times, through the lips of the heroes, makes a couple of remarks about two Parisian comrades of Philip Carey, promising artists, allowing them to notice that others associate their talent directly with mental (un) health. Another, albeit twofold, example is the advisor Crespel from Hoffmann's novel of the same name. "Everything that remains in our minds, with Crespel, is immediately transformed into action. The bitter mockery, which, one must suppose, constantly conceals on its lips the spirit languishing in us, gripped in the grip of insignificant earthly vanity, Crespel shows us personally in his extravagant antics and antics. But this is his lightning rod. Everything that rises in us from the earth he returns to the earth - but keeps the Divine spark holy. "
I will not become the second Sontag with all my desire, but, I hope, I will answer your question. still managed.
I think that to a large extent. This is not necessarily fiction, culture relies heavily on outdated imagery, which is really quite frightening.
Well, in general, the very concept of psychiatry suggests that a psychiatrist can make me no longer me. There is something to be afraid of if you look at it like that.