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The Whole Robin Williams Thing...

You know what's happened by now.  It's terrible.  You're probably really sad, and maybe a little angry.  If you've suffered through depression, maybe you're really pissed off.  Or just a little terrified, because a) This guy had all the resources in the world, and still lost the war, and b) This guy lived with this shit for 63 years, and STILL lost the war.  Alice Radley of the Rational Wrestling Review podcast brought up that first point (and many more profound and painful ones) in this week's episode of her show.  It hurt to listen to, and if you're somehow reading this Alice, I'd love to give you a hug.

That probably sounds condescending, but fuck it.  When you're in that place, human contact can make a big difference.

This is already jumbled and rambling, but whatever.  It's a complex issue with no real solution.  Not really.  If there was, Robin Williams, Mike Awesome, Don Cornelius, Chris Lighty, Jonathan Brandis, Spalding Gray, Chris Kanyon, Kurt Cobain, Freddy Prinze Sr., Junior Seau, Hunter S. Thompson, Dick Trickle, Chris, Kerry and Mike Von Erich, David Foster Wallace, Wendy O. Williams and Lee Thompson Young would all still be here.  (And that's just the famous people Wikipedia told me about.  Add another million people a year and you really get how pervasive this shit is.)

The POINT of this post is NO ONE IS ALONE.  You FEEL alone, but you're not.  I'm not.  Just last week, I went through the most hopeless hour of my life, so hopeless that suicide wasn't even an option because I didn't believe that death would even change my situation.  But I'm still here.  I still hurt, shit is miserable and I can't say for certain I'll ever feel good again, but I PROBABLY WILL.  You probably will.  The reason all of this is jumbled and messed up is because it's a fucked up topic that is hard to convey the emotions of.  Feeling alone is a by-product of feeling too scared and scarred to reach out.

Notice I didn't say "being" too scared; I said "feeling".  There's a difference.

Talk to somebody.  You don't even have to tell them what's wrong, really.  If it feels like too much, just start with human contact.  If that's not enough, share a little and see where it goes.  If it goes "wrong" in some way, don't let that discourage you.  Important things may take more than one effort.  Wow, this is getting sappy, but...hey.  It ain't wrong.

I opened up this window basically to post Alice Radley's podcast this week (be prepared to be bummed out, but have a new understanding of what it's like to live with depression) and David Wong's article "Robin Williams and Why Funny People Commit Suicide".  They are both great insights into this...fucked up thing that happened.  Ultimately, we cannot know Mr. Williams's personal pain, but we can extrapolate, as we do, from shared human experience.

(Still, way to bum everybody out, Robin.  Da fuck did you do?)

This:



And this:


http://www.cracked.com/quick-fixes/robin-williams-why-funny-people-kill-themselves/


Just remember.  You are not alone.  Not if you don't want to be.  Here's some Frank Zappa:

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