I was never a big Robin Williams fan -- I think he was just a bit too manic for my tastes. But that doesn't mean I didn't enjoy his work or admire and respect his prodigious talents.
So the big question for me in light of this tragedy is: Why has his suicide affected me so?
And to go a step further, if someone with his gifts, wealth, worldwide adoration and loving family cannot overcome the grips of depression, what chance do the all poor schlubs stand who live without those benefits and are dealing with this insidious disease?
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