Robin Williams died yesterday. This news saddened me very much. Today I have read various news reports. Someone wrote that if only he’d known how much we all loved him. I’m sure he did know. Depression is something so deeply personal that it’s about that one person. It’s a cloak that person wears and it’s hard to extricate oneself from it.
I am so sorry for the loss of such a brilliant mind. I am so sorry that I will never again laugh at the antics of Robin Williams with complete abandon like I used to do. I know how the story ends, and it’s sad.