My heart is broken. Robin Williams is gone. R.I.P gentle soul!
This follows shortly on another suicide who was a friend of mine. She too was an immensely versatile actress, with the difference that I’d known her from school days…
Idk. I don’t understand it anymore. Is life on this planet that terrible? When that darkest hour hits, don’t you people run through lists in your mind of people who will really genuinely miss you? What is that thing that makes someone respond to that little voice that objects, “but […] (fill in blank) is going to go to pieces if I do this”, with a cold “I don’t care”?
I don’t have words for my school friend, except that I really really hope her next spin on this planet (or whichever planet she is sent to) will be better. But Robin Williams:
Don’t you remember? You were Chris Neilson, in “What Dreams May Come”, who went all the way to Hell to find and rescue his wife who had committed suicide, and bring her back.