Monday morning wake up knowing that you’ve got to go to school…
I guess the Robin Williams death scares me for a few reasons.
One, I like 16 million Americans deal with depression. I don’t know why I am sad most days, I just feel sad. I have never been to the place where I can’t function with my day to day activities, so it’s not “clinical” yet. But that doesn’t really make a difference.
I guess what I am trying to say, is that I am prone and you are prone to hit the bottom and feel trapped. I battle with the feelings of despair day to day, trying to rise above whatever funk I am in. I have had my parents, friends, and other people say, “Just snap out of it”, “Get over yourself” and stuff like that. They are only trying to help, I get that.
But they don’t realize how scary this thing is. I wish I could tell you when bad days are coming, but there are times I have no idea.
Robin Williams had MANY bad days, and just couldn’t take it anymore. I think we all have that threshold, and I couldn’t even imagine ever getting to that place. But he probably was in that boat too, so I guess that’s why it scares me.
Just keep going… that’s all you can do.