Monsters are real, and ghosts are real too. They live inside us, and sometimes, they win. ~ Stephen King
There are words that do not come easily. Yesterday the world has lost a great person. The actor Robin Williams died.
You may have seen his funny movies. You may know him as Peter Pan. (Bangarang, Robin!) or as ever-inspiring teacher of the club of dead poets. Maybe the clown who cares about terminal patients has gotten to you. He was the funny guy. I once saw him do a stand-up-like performance about playing Call of Duty, it was hilarious. He knew how to draw in his audience. Maybe you know his more serious roles from Good Will Hunting. It really doesn’t matter.
You see this person. You see he has everything. He is funny, has a family, friends, wealth, fame, inspiration. And he has depression. Imagine how many people have told him to “get over it”. “You’ve got everything, what more do you want?” “Just try some Yoga, no one can feel bad doing Yoga!” Unfortunately it’s not about what you have. Depression is the state you’re in when you perfectly know what to do but can’t. It’s the state where your body just says “Nope!” and you’re overwhelmed. It’s the state when the demons in your head break through and whisper terrible things.
You may or may not know these demons. Everyone has their own ones. They tell you you’re ugly, lonely, unloved, unwanted and a bother. It’s fine to be ugly, unloved unwanted but what’s for the worst is being a bother. All the people trying to help you, but no one can really do anything to help. No smart hint or Jedi mind trick has yet helped. The only thing that will lead you out the other side is a friend saying “Don’t worry I know what it’s like, I’ll just be waiting here and I’m still your friend. You’re not alone.”
Today Robin Williams, a great inspiration and a friend who would help you through a tight spot with his movies and his humor, listened to his demons and decided not to bother anyone anymore. In his mind it was a service to us, in my mind it will be a great loss.
I don’t know if anyone else liked him, but losing someone this famous to depression will have consequences. Be there for someone who is facing this struggle, this is not a good time. Tell them their demons are lying and that you’ll still be there when they get out of their bed. I know a lot of people will need that now.
The last curtain falls.
May you find Neverland.