I shared these thoughts with my FB friends yesterday and it was well received, so I thought I’d repost here for those of you who missed it.
In an effort to find meaning in tragedy, let us hope that the death of gifted and much beloved actor Robin Williams will shine a light on the darkness that is depression.
Let us not resort to blame and judgement in our attempt to make sense. Suicide is not an act of weakness or selfishness, though it may seem both to those who cannot understand. It is an act of desperation, an attempt to end the oppressive, all-consuming emotional pain of a lost soul who feels desperately alone and helpless in a far too apathetic and self-absorbed world.
Who among us has not been touched in some way by depression. It sadly remains a complicated, often misunderstood, and difficult condition to treat.
Let us open our hearts, seek to understand and offer a hand, an ear, a shoulder. Perhaps the greatest help that we can offer to those who suffer from depression, is simply awareness, empathy, and the simple message that you are not alone, your suffering matters and there is always hope.