I’m saddened to hear about the death of actor and comedian Robin Williams. I’m even more upset about the fact it is an apparent suicide. Here was a very successful entertainer who could not find the peace of mind to battle his hidden demons inside. Yes it can be considered a selfish act, but for those of us who have battled depression, we don’t see it that way. The empty feeling of loneliness seems forever and whoever we are with just can’t fill that deep black hole.
Sometimes getting out of bed seems meaningless, so we stay underneath the covers with weight lingering in our eyes. Drugs make us feel good, but the mask is only temporary.
I don’t know what Mr. Williams was feeling, and during these times there are always more questions than answers. I send my prayers out to his family and to Mr. Williams to find peace and happiness in the next life.