You raise interesting conundrums and paradoxes. Other creators have created despite their daily- life problems and they were stifled by their limited ability to reach beyond a relatively small community. Some famously starved or went mad for their art.
Today, our reach is global and yet we can feel very alone.
I, recently, have been fairly dormant in in my publishing, if not my writing. Publishing requires a bit more involvement in the community of readers and writers, and I haven't been willing to share my turbulence with many people.
As I come to terms with my newer realities, I find myself more willing to "put myself out there" and damn the cosequences.
As Rilke said,
“Let everything happen to you
Beauty and terror
Just keep going
No feeling is final”