Well, the news just broke that we have lost another amazing talent. And it’s quite obvious that the world was unaware of the depth of his suffering. That makes me sad.
Robin Williams was successful, creative, extremely intelligent, talented, funny, and full of life. He was so loved. He had so much going for him. And yet he cut his own life short. We will never know the true nature of his struggles. I hope that he has found peace.
Having said that, I just have to add that suicide pisses me off. It is the most selfish, cruel act that one person can inflict upon those around him. It is heartless, thoughtless and mean. It says, “My suffering is so bad that I’d rather cause you to suffer instead.” And for people like me, who have struggled with low grade depression our entire lives and yet have muddled through, persevered, and kept on living, it’s the ultimate insult. So I’m angry at this man whom I admired so much.
If all those gifts that Robin Williams was given still did not result in happiness, then what does it take? Is there any point in trying to achieve excellence? What are we all working toward? Perhaps we need to shift our focus and reprioritize.
It is just such a waste. SUCH a waste.
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