Recent events surrounding Robin Williams and the following days of news stories talking about mental health and depression have really brought it home to me how lucky I am that I sought help at the right time. Even though Im in a much better place mentally than I was before treatment, Im fully aware that its an ongoing battle to keep it at bay and potentially could return at any time. I know there are many people who have and continue to suffer from this awful illness and my heart goes out to them. It saddens me though to read and hear comments, some made to Robin Williams daughter whilst others calling the man himself a coward for taking his own life...I couldnt even begin to understand how anyone would think its an easy decision to take your own life when youre in a dark place ...and even if you have suffered from depression yourself, that doesnt automatically give you the right to truly understand how one persons state of mind compared to your own. The first time I suffered from the illness, I found myself sitting on a railway line watching a train coming at me, sitting in the middle of the road waiting for a car to come and also holding a knife to my stomach...thankfully I never did any harm to myself but at the times, it never felt like it was me in those situations....more like I was watching someone else do it. This time round, I was lucky enough to spot the signs early but each time, I found it much harder to talk to those closest to me than to relative strangers...and at the moment, those demons are under control. Sadly, some peoples demons are much bigger than others...and despite what is reported in the media (not always the most accurate way to tell the truth)..we may never know how big those demons truly were. RIP Robin Williams...you were a joy to watch and made millions of people laugh and cry
Posted on: Wed, 13 Aug 2014 18:03:29 +0000
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