I just cant stop thinking about Robin WIlliams passing. From a number of perspectives - it hit me harder than I thought because it continues to focus on the total lack of progress on mental health and addiction. Growing up, I know my Mom struggled her whole life with mental illness and the impact of that social stigma on her is the main reason why I think she passed at such a young age of 67. I wanted to call her and tell her how upset I was because I know she would have cried her eyes out over his death - she was a huge fan of Robin, Billy Crystal, and Whoopi Goldberg. I think about the constant struggles that people who battle depression and addiction are up against...I get angry that theres not as many charities out there that are researching CURES for depression and mental illness. I looked at my charity app on my phone, cancer, etc, all there, but not specifically to help those battling depression! Ive seen it tear peoples lives, careers, families apart and its hit terribly close to home for me throughout my life. I feel helpless and challenge all of us to consider what we can DO to save someone in the future. In the meantime, I will cling to the fond memories I have of sleeping in my Mork from Ork sleeping bag, laughing with my Mom when Comic Relief came on, seeing Robin play so many touching roles, and smiling with my daughter when she watches Aladdin for the zillionth time. Pray for a cure and reach out to help someone who suffers. I know my Mom is waiting in line in Heaven to see Robin for herself....
Posted on: Tue, 12 Aug 2014 17:52:10 +0000
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