Since news broke that Robin Williams committed suicide caused the non stop media attention from it and his “illness”, made me reflect on my own madness that drives me and honestly at times grounds me (not saying positively). I truly understand why people use as a crutch alcohol, drugs, etc. to hide from themselves. It’s something to make you forget your problems for a little bit, of course when the effects wear off it all comes rushing back like a flood. I’ve dealt directly with depression (still do), anxiety (general & heights) and while I don’t mention often or out loud – suicide thoughts. Yes I’ve had them, done things I shouldn’t have but i’m still here and because of that I’ve dedicated my time to listening to people. Let’s be honest a majority of us just need to be heard, vent & know that someone understands so the healing can begin. I’m no psychologist by any means, but my experience taught me so much.
I’ve firmly believed the brightest lights burn out the quickest Robin Williams is a sad, but true example of this. Now i’m creative, and in no why am I put myself on the level he was but i get it. My thoughts are different then most and I’ve come to understand and accept that long ago – Different is not bad. It’s what makes one unique. And in a world of dim bulbs, little bright spots break up the monotony of it all…. While the stars in the night shine for us all, the ones you catch in your darkest hours that twinkle as you look at them are a reminder your not alone.