I feel like a cliche. The news hit me like a semi truck yesterday. Stunned me. My first thoughts were “No! No! No! Not true!” and then expletives when I realized it was true; and there was no rewind button, no erasing the act, no taking it back. Shazzbot!
I hate that we live in a world (especially THiS crazy messed up one) that doesn’t have Robin Williams in it anymore. And I hate that it makes me feel so frail.
I haven’t lived with chronic depression, but I’ve lived around it and have dealt with the angry darkness and leaden fog of the depression brought on by chronic illness and grief. It was close enough to have me forming a forbidden thought in a moment of panic and despair. Dodging the bullet, so to speak.
I’m going to miss you, Robin Williams, and all of the characters that were inside of you. Through each one of them, you helped reveal a little, no, a lot of who we all are. Frailties and all.