A man I admired from afar passed away the other day. I didn’t know him but he seemed like a genuinely nice guy. It’s sad. Tragic even. In part, because he was definitely at the top of his art form. As the outpouring in the aftermath has shown, his work meant a lot to many people. It’s a shame that we won’t get to enjoy watching him work anymore. But even more so because of why. A lot of us have had to think over the past few days about what it means that someone we identify with joy could have been suffering so much and that, for people that suffer similarly, the fight might just be for the long haul. Because a lot of times depression is one those problems that doesn’t go away until it does, one way or another. So just try to remember that life is short and time is precious. Life is hard and we’re all on the same team at the end of the day. So don’t count on a vague social media post to let anyone who may or may not be depressed know “they are loved”. Show people you love them. Try to be kinder and gentler to people around you.
RIP Robin Williams