Death, dying, and grieving brings up fear and anxiety for many children and adults. Sometimes adults aren't sure how to talk about death, or, in this case, suicide with their children and the children in their lives.
We feel pain when a celebrity dies, not because of their celebrity, but because we feel like we know them through their work. It's like a friend has died, or multiple friends. In the case of Robin Williams, some of our very best friends.
A year ago, confined to bed and at the mercy of the black dog of depression, I again "prayed for the willingness" to take action, whatever that was revealed to be.
My tears are not because his time on Earth is over. My tears are for his friends, his wife and his children. They are the ones left behind. The "Genie" may be free, but his family is left here to wade through the pain, confusion and fog that is... suicide.
On my 11 hour drive home from vacation yesterday, I listened to about three hours of analysis, commentary, and dialogue on the horrors currently occur...
Just as the Beatles (especially John) found a kindred spirit in singer-songwriter Harry Nilsson -- so did the Python members find a joyous soulmate in Robin Williams. It was love at first laugh. And it was a fully-consummated mutual admiration.
When actor Philip Seymour Hoffman died, I didn't write about it. It was just too depressing. Another long term sober addict who'd relapsed and hit the...
Probably the biggest tell-tale sign of the alcoholic is the inability to stop drinking once we have started. "One more, one more, one more" is always running through our minds.
Personally, I was deeply effected by Robin Williams passing. I grew up with him. He was a part of my childhood and adult life. I, like may others, will really miss his spirit and his talent. He made me laugh and helped me realize the power of comedy and laughter in my personal and professional life. I truly believe that "Laughter is the best medicine." And our world just lost some really good medicine.
When someone like Robin Williams takes his own life, it's a stunning reminder of how powerful emotional anguish can be. It's a reminder that profound emotional pain can occur in the talented, the successful, the admired, the well-loved. And it's a reminder of how difficult it can be to reach someone struggling with depression -- especially someone who thinks you don't want to hear about it.
If you know someone struggling today, simply be there for that person. Offer your unconditional love and hold onto the faith that behind the struggle lies beauty.
Whether it's the fact that I'm an addict or the fact that I have a chemical imbalance -- but most likely the combination of the two -- I know what it's like to be so depressed that I feel like I'd do anything possible to escape it.
What a life Robin Williams led. We should all be grateful he fought so hard to remain inside the eye of his life's hurricane for so long. There won't be a talent like him again. He left it all on planet earth during his tour.
I hope we don't spend our time trying to make sense of the senseless. I hope instead we use it to find compassion for people who are suffering -- in the world and in our homes -- because of this and other mental disorders.
"I'm hot and you're hot," the message read. "Plus I'm sober and you're sober." This was a missive that appeared in my MySpace message box back when referencing MySpace didn't make you feel old. And look, I knew it was an incredibly douche-y introduction.
Mr. Williams was a far better actor than most of us, so his veneer was more elaborate. But all the world's a stage, and we all -- players, too. Such veneers abound. Perhaps we could keep it in mind, and give one another the benefit of prevailing doubt.