Carol H Tucker Passionate about knowledge management and organizational development, expert in loan servicing, virtual world denizen and community facilitator, and a DISNEY fan
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beladona Memorial Be warned:in this very rich environment where you can immerse yourself so completely, your emotions will become engaged -- and not everyone is cognizant of that. Among the many excellent features of SL, there is no auto-return on hearts, so be wary of where your's wanders...
Tears are very close to the surface today. Still today, I should say, my head has been aching with unshed tears for a couple of days now. I find myself thinking a lot about Robin Williams -- if someone so successful, so popular, so recognized, who figured out how to make a living and make people laugh by voicing all those cacophonous thoughts rattling about in his cranium, cannot silence the voices in his head and gave in to the darkness, what chance have I? The struggle against the creeping darkness, against the tide, goes on with quiet desperation behind closed doors and shut windows as people get up and get dressed and go forth every day to live and love and work and play -- they are the true heroes that shoulder their burdens and tell themselves "I can do this" knowing that their only reward will be to be granted the opportunity to do it again tomorrow ad infinitum. Maybe, for tomorrow is promised to no one. He gave up the struggle. Yes it was his choice -- I agree with the blogger who said that depression didn't kill him, he killed himself and Robin Williams exercised his choice not to go on. They are looking for the "cause", for the "precipitating incident" [as we say in history as we look for the cause of war or social change] without understanding the grinding fatigue that drags on your feet and spirit until you just want to stand still and scream "I'M TIRED!" Judge him? I cannot, I can only fear that if he with all his fame, family, fortune could not do everyday life anymore, that my own chances of keeping going are slim and I feel despair. Maybe that is the real reason why there is an uptick in suicides after a celebrity does it – that extra dollop of despair is just too much for some folks to handle.
RIP, man of many voices, the manic energy has dissipated and the voices are still, and you will be remembered. And I hope that the Williams family understands that they didn’t do anything wrong or fail in any way and that they can go on without carrying a cloud about with them.