“You’re only given one little spark of madness. You mustn’t lose it.”
~ Robin Williams
I woke up still in shock over Robin Williams’ death. And just like last night, today’s news feeds were nothing but R.I.P.’s. Why has this man’s death so affected the world? The first 10 minutes of the evening news was devoted to him, record floods and wars be damned. Why? I’ve thought about this all day. I’ve read many articles on his passing. I even watched Access Hollywood (God help me) to hear what they had to say. Why? I’m not entirely sure. Maybe it’s because he was at once so gifted, so compassionate, so tender hearted, and so hurt. In the end, the hurt outweighed everything else. It’s hard to wrap your mind around that. I’ve known people who’ve committed suicide. I know people who battle against suicide every day. Medication can help. Therapy can help. Good friends, a good job, a good boss can all help. Yet, all that help isn’t enough sometimes. It’s hard to wrap your mind around that, too. But Robin made us collectively happy. Few have the skills to do that for billions of people. I grew up with him. There was nobody else like him. Ever. It’s hard to say goodbye to someone who has given you hilarious happiness for decades. It’s harder still to do it this way because it leaves us with a kind of guilt. He helped us, why couldn’t we help him? If you suffer from depression and you feel yourself going to that dark place, please reach out to someone. And if you feel like you’ve got no one, call the American Foundation for Suicide Prevention 1-800-273-TALK or go to http://www.afsp.org/ to learn more.