So recently all over the media has been the sad news of the passing of the great Robin Williams.. He was.. IS.. a comedic genius, but he unfortunately struggled openly with his addiction to alcohol and narcotics and was apparently sufferring from depression.
I am not going to be someone who pretends to know what was going on inside his head or saying that he was a coward for doing what he did and leaving those that loved him behind. It was a decision he made which I am sure didn’t come easily and obviously his bad thoughts got the better of him in the end.
What I will say is, I relate to how he was feeling.. Most of you that read this won’t know that I struggled heavily with depression my first year back in the UK due to numerous personal reasons. Even to the point where I considered the easy way out..
Its not something I am proud of and it has been a hard struggle to get over those demons and I am still struggling to this day. But as each day passes, it is another successful day for me on the path to happiness which I hope I will eventually find.
I believe depression is a sickness and would definitely be classed as a silent killer. No matter your outward appearance, the struggle rages on inside. For someone who seemed to have it all, who made people laugh and seemed to always be happy, he was slowly dying inside.
Here is just a little something I wrote, in dedication to Robin. May your soul rest and find peace wherever you may be..
Sitting alone in your room, with nothing but your thoughts, the demons creep along..
Sitting alone in your room, with nothing but your thoughts, the sadness is strong..
Sitting alone in your room, with nothing but your thoughts, you feel all alone.
Sitting alone in your room, with nothing but your thoughts, the door opens wide..
Sitting alone in your room, with nothing but your thoughts, your loved ones file inside..
Sitting in your room, with your loved ones all around you, you can begin to smile inside.
And to end this off, please always remember, if you are struggling with this illness, get help, speak to friends and family and get a support structure in place. It’s a hard thing to admit, I know, trust me I know..