So Robin Williams committed suicide. He had been suffering depression for sometime now, and this is a seriously messed up event, regardless of social status. This is also terrifying for me. Why? Because I have been there numerous times, I dont suffer depression but rapid cycle bipolar. If I dont take my meds it hits me like a tidal wave. But the meds dont always work, sad fact, but rare occasion. Now as I go through the motions of why I keep on living and so forth. As Im sure Mr Williams did himself, Im scared to think as to what made him break and succumb to this silent illness. Now I must stress this was not cowardice. By the sound of things he had seemed help, which I have, and he had friends and family who loved and supported him, which I also do. But this, and sadly to say, the actions of a man in intolerable pain beyond most peoples understanding. Sometimes a shoulder to cry on becomes a source of shame for one such as us. Why? I dont know....I dont think Ill ever logically understand it myself. But, my point with this is that when I hear this things I grow scared and paranoid as to the possibility that one day I may hurt the ones I love and hold so dear to me, as much as Mr Robin Williams did. May he rest in peace and find comfort that his pain is over
Posted on: Tue, 12 Aug 2014 06:38:47 +0000
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