Monday, August 11, 2014

Grief

Robbin Williams is dead.
I can't even fucking believe it.
Suicide. He battled depression.

A man who brought the world so much joy and yet, was so bereft of it himself that he could no longer live.

I have no words except to say that I am so sorrowful for him and for his family and for those who truly knew and loved him. And for all of the rest of us too.

May he be in peace, finally and at last, his demons finally vanquished.

We shall never see the likes of him again.


12 comments:

  1. Isn't it the saddest thing?

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  2. Isn't it amazing how many people he brought such joy to?! I will always remember that...

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  3. Between him and Philip Seymour Hoffman I have no idea what to think right now. All I know is that when someone suffers from depression, and its demon-offspring called addiction, your mind lies to you and tells you that you're no good, that no one loves you, that you're doing it wrong, that all the good things that happen are fleeting and that you don't deserve them. Such a dark place he must have been in. The poor man.

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  4. I did not cry for Elvis, or for John Lennon. I cried for Robin Williams. Maybe because he opened himself up to us all on so many levels, but he must have felt alone. A beautiful soul has left the earth.

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  5. It is so tragic. I too feel at a loss for his loss of hope.

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  6. Oh no, oh no no no...

    I didn't know. I read your first lines, got up, walked around and cried. I don't believe I have cried for anyone other than a close friend or family member since John Lennon. Maybe a few tears, but not this kind of grief.

    I love Robin Williams so much. His humor, so many of his movies (most noteable for me, my personal favorite Dead Poet's Society), his moments on Sesame Street, his incredible comic timing, his zaniness, his incredible intellect and wit.

    Still crying, but I'm so relieved I heard it so lovingly from you and didn't read it in the newspaper tomorrow morning. Once again, thank you Mary Moon. I love you. I love that we have so many of the same heroes.

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  7. I'm pissed and sad and dammit to hell. Suicide is such a fucked up way to go, for the people he left behind. Trying to make sense, to come to some kind of peace.

    I know it's his solution to ending the pain, but fuckit.

    Someone found him. Someone who loved him.

    Shite.

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  8. I feel so very sad for his loss of hope. He brought such joy to so many and yet, as you say, he was empty inside. It scares me. RIP to such a giving soul. Sweet Jo

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  9. Sweet Jo, I don't think he was empty inside. There's no way someone who put that much joy and love and insight and laughter into this world was empty inside.

    I just found out, so don't have the words, but I just know that's not the answer. I think it's way more complicated than that. And I do believe he was filled with love.

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  10. Well said, I was so sad when I heard the news.

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  11. Mel- Yeah. Pretty much.

    Big Mamabird- He didn't hold back on the love.

    Chrissy- And he isn't in pain anymore. I am glad of that, at least.

    Lisa- Sometimes we don't even know how much light someone has shed on us until that light is gone.

    Syd- Me too, brother.

    lulumarie- I am glad/I am sorry that I was the one to tell you. My eyes won't quit leaking today. That's okay. He filled my heart and it overflows. For you too, I know.

    Beth Coyote- And he knew it too and he must have just been so fucking desperate. I can't know. I am glad of that.

    Sweet Jo- My hope and very strong belief is that he IS at peace.

    Jenny Woolf- We're going to be sad for a long time, I think.

    Ellen Abbott- Amen.

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