The news of his suicide freaked me out so much. I don’t know exactly why.
Maybe because I was suicidal for so long. I know how tempting it is. I know how it feels to just want everything to STOP. All the racing thoughts, all the too-much feelings, all of it, just wanting it to stop. Forever.
But I also know now that I can feel better, that there’s always a reason to go on, that the future can be better than we imagine it. I feel so sorry for his family. There will always be a WHY in their minds and hearts that can never be answered.
He was a bigger part of my life than I realized. Another little piece of my youth gone. I’ve seen a lot of his movies. A lot of his stand up. A lot of interviews and specials and… gods he made me laugh so hard! I found his mind amazing. So fast! So funny! So completely original!
And he was Mork. I adored Mork. I had the same suspenders. He was the most original and unique thing I’d ever seen at that point in my life.
Dead Poets Society made me want to teach until I told myself I couldn’t do it. I wanted that fervor, that energy!
He was One Of Us too. A gamer. A geek. An outsider.
I hope you can rest now, Robin. I hope the pain is finally gone.
But if the funniest man in the world gives up, what hope do the rest of us have?