RIP Robin Williams

Day 2 since finding out about Robin Williams’ death. I feel silly, in a way, but I feel that I need to write about it.

I found out as I was looking for the damned Q-tips I can never seem to find at HEB. John sent me a message on Facebook:

Did you hear? Robin Williams died. I’ve got the sads 🙁

I didn’t believe it. I hoped it was a hoax. I searched Google and sure enough, the stories were spreading like wildfire. I choked up and texted Jorge and posted my disbelief to Facebook. We always said it would be a sad, depressing day when Robin Williams or Betty White died. We were in our kitchen when we talked about it a few years ago.

I unloaded the groceries while I simultaneously held my dress down from the wind and read stories and status updates on Facebook.

I got in the truck, turned it on and just cried for a bit before composing myself and driving home.

I’ve never been struck this hard by a celebrity’s death. I’ve been sad upon hearing news of a celeb passing, but never this deep pang of sadness. I don’t know if it was that he died too young, that he took his own life and felt so lonely and like that was the only option. That he was just such a wonderful human and it’s unfair. That I’m PMS’ing. Or that this happened so close to dad’s 1 year anniversary of his passing and the talk of Robin Williams’ alcoholism sparks memories of dad and his problems. Or all of the above. I just can’t seem to shake it :(.

And then I heard “Chandelier” by Sia on the way to work this morning.

May he R.I.P. :*(