Isn’t it predicatable? Celebrities live our lives for us. Belatedly, we discover they manage life’s challenges no better (or worse) than we ourselves. After Robin Williams’ death last week, there have been thousands of words published which probably get us no further in asking the most useful questions of ourselves.
In today’s Sunday Times, Camilla Cavendish – an Associate Editor – seems to base her article on Depression being ‘the last taboo’. As part of ‘mental illness’ it is a subject we can’t talk about. I would reply to her that of course it’s hard to talk about when all we try to do is define it, control it and wish it away.
She cites a fellow Journalist, Rachel Kelly, who has written about ‘beating’ her own depression. Presumably, it follows that Robin Williams was eventually ‘beaten’ by his. I suggest life sends us challenges not to ‘beat’ them, but to face and engage with them, in order to know ourselves better, day by day.
From all I’ve read about Robin Williams, he engaged with his challenges using an admirably quick wit. Good for him. It would be good if all of us used our talents to benefit others (in his case the audience) as well as ourselves. But it would be better still if we could view low, dark moods as part of our human experience, rather than seeking to eliminate it. Negotiate, don’t declare war!



