Because I have written about my depression before, I felt like I should say something about Robin Williams’ death. Honestly, though, I feel bombarded by all the media surrounding him right now, and it’s kind of left me in a sad, emotional, weird place. I think writing about it will only trigger my own depression.
I will say, though, that I am angry at people like Rush Limbaugh, Shepard Smith, and random Facebook posters who believe Williams was unhappy because of his political views or that he was a coward or that the only cure for depression is to accept Jesus Christ. I wrote about this very thing a few months ago and you can read it here.
If you are struggling with depression, please reach out. Even though depression will tell you that no one cares or you are not worth saving or this is just the way things are, don’t believe it. Text a friend, contact your therapist (or find a therapist), go to this website to chat with someone who can help, or call the National Suicide Prevention Lifeline at 1-800-273-8255. If you know someone you suspect is depressed, check on them. It may seem intrusive or awkward, but I guarantee they will be grateful for your concern.
I’ll leave you with this because I think we could all do with a few minutes of happy right now: