Nanu nanu, friends. There are no words for the loss the world has experienced through the death of Robin Williams. The amount of joy and laughter he brought to the world could never be measured.
Like most American children, I grew up with Robin Williams: Mork and Mindy, Aladdin, Mrs. Doubtfire, Jumanji, Hook… I could go on and on. We not only watched Robin Williams, we were inspired by him. We bought rainbow suspenders, pretended to be aliens, quoted everything he ever said, and tried our best at impressions.
Then we grew up. And fell even more in love with him through movies like Good Will Hunting, One Hour Photo, and one of my personal favorites, The Birdcage.
He was such a constant in all our lives. And with his stand up comedy and appearances on late night talk shows, we really felt like we knew him. He will be so severely missed. The heartbreak that we all feel by his death is a testament to how much he touched our lives, how much happiness he gave us all.
Unfortunately, he couldn’t lift his own spirits the same way he could lift ours. If his death teaches us anything, it’s that even the best and brightest, the most admired, the most loved, the most privileged can suffer from depression. It is not a weakness or a character flaw. It is a disease. A disease that kills. A disease that needs to be taken seriously. If you suffer from depression, seek help. If you know someone who suffers from depression, urge them to seek help. There are people in your community who want to help you.
National Suicide Prevention Lifeline: 1-800-273-8255 or you can chat online or find a crisis center near you by visiting suicidepreventionlifeline.org
Farewell, friend. We will miss you, and we will remember you always.