Robin Williams died today, apparently of a suicide. I keep hearing how unbelievable it is. I'm truly saddened by this death, but while at first I was totally shocked, after a few minutes I realized that it was easy for me to believe it.
I'm not callous, it's simply that I followed his career very closely for many years and had read stories, and heard in his own words, of his problems with alcohol and drugs, so while I saddened, I'm. Or surprised.
That being said, I ask again how it's possible to feel so sad for the loss of someone I didn't know? I find myself crying at the thought of no more movies, no more stand up, no more TV shows starring this amazingly talented actor.
He brought so much happiness into people's lives and I feel like there is a giant hole in the world that will never be filled again and all this about someone I never met.
