Depression is a strange being

There are times now that I’m almost painfully aware of reality. It’s a very strange feeling. I’m aware everything is real, but I also feel like reality is hanging on by a very thin thread of  that can easily be snatched away at anytime, and reveal a completely different reality, universe even.

I know this sounds strange, but I wonder if this is how I’ve always thought, or it’s a anti-depressant side effect, or if the antidepressant is making me more aware of my already way of thinking.

I guess the upside to depression is the creative thinking?