It is hard to see someone who’s been a major part of such cherished childhood memories passed away. The fact that it’s a suspected suicide just makes it that much harder. It’s a harsh reminder that we don’t always know what’s going on inside a person. We don’t always know what a person is thinking and that just seems so scary to me.
His death is a reminder to myself that I need to take my mental health more seriously. I know I’ve talked a lot to my friends and family about seeking therapy regarding some stuff that happened to me that I don’t wish to speak about in such a public forum. I thought I had successfully dealt with what happened but I’ve recently realized I only repressed it and those repressed memories recently got dragged up. I am so sad that Robin Williams was in that dark space and couldn’t get out. I was in that dark space once. I was lucky enough to pull myself out of it. Now that have time to fully devote myself to my mental recovery, I am going to do it. I don’t want to get in that dark space again. I’m afraid if I go there again, I might not get out.
So long, Robin Williams. Thank you for the laughs and thank you for reminding me to take my mental health more seriously.