Devastation does not even begin to mask my feelings. Confusion is another emotion I'm feeling. Disbelief, yeah that's a good one. Maybe I'll wake up and find that he's still alive...
Known to everyone as the wisecracking genie from Aladdin, the squinty-eyed, raw spinach munching Popeye, the hilarious Mrs. Doubtfire, the nerdy guy from Flubber and everyone's favorite English teacher Mr. Keating from The Dead Poet's Society and many, many more characters, this extremely talented, comedic man is now gone from this earth. No longer exists. MIA permanently. I'm talking about went to the restroom and will never come back to pay the bill and his date are all of us fans out there shaking our heads and asking around to try and understand why he left us the way he did.
Depression can do a lot to a person. He was found with a belt around his neck and cuts on his arms. He was sharing a home with his third wife who didn't even share a bed, much less a room with him. There are speculations that he was withdrawn for a while before his death. If so, why wasn't there anything done to help him?
I'm not the kind of person who follows the lives of famous people. You know, the whole who slept with who, who divorced who, who had an affair with who crap is of no interest to me. I don't have a favorite musician, actor or anything...but Robin Williams meant something to me. He is...was different. And I was very saddened to hear of his death, the cause of death and how he was feeling before he felt that he had no choice but to end it all.
We will never forget you Robin. You were inspirations to a lot of comedians after you. They looked up to you and your fans will always remember you. In your memory, I will forever seize the day.
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