RIP Robin Williams

I am so sad that Robin Williams lost the battle with this illness. Whether he had depression or bipolar disorder (to me all signs point to bipolar) is immaterial. What IS relevant here is that the illness took his life. For such a bright light to be snuffed out just breaks my heart. I am so sad for him, and where he must have been emotionally, to be able to put a noose around his neck and leave this world. I also feel like when one person loses the fight, we all lose a little bit. I am so sad. I have cried today. How many people have cried? How many lives did Robin Williams touch? Not just with his bright, sparkling humor but with his deep, loving compassion?

When my sister worked at UCSF in San Francisco, there was a high school wrestling star who had a catastrophic injury to one of his legs that cut off circulation to the limb, and they had to amputate below the knee. This was an athlete who was on his way to a scholarship in college. The doctors told his parents that they could provide him with an average, run of the mill prosthetic so that he could walk, but he would never wrestle again. Or, for fifty thousand dollars, they could provide him with the Cadillac of prosthetics, which would enable him to return to his sport. Needless to say, the boy’s insurance company would not cover the Cadillac of prosthetics. Somehow, word of this young man’s plight got to Robin Williams, and he contributed the fifty thousand dollars that gave this boy a second chance at life.

This is just one of many examples of what a huge heart this man had. Such love, and kindness, killed by this damn disease. I am overwhelmed by the tragedy of it. I want to re-commit to doing everything in my power to NEVER GO THERE. I am dedicating this blog entry to the memory of the great Robin Williams. Rest in peace.