Yes I'm afraid that this'll be another one of those journals about Robin Williams' passing... But it's also about what his death (and life) means ta me personally...

As a manic depressant myself I have struggled with depression fer most'a m'life... even got the scars ta prove where I'd come close ta endin' it all from a few occassions... an it's no big surprise ta me that Robin Williams also suffered from depression... ya'd be amazed at how many of our biggest an brightest comedians suffer from this affliction... maskin' their pains behind faces of laughter...

So ta me, learnin' that Robin Williams finally succumbed ta depression... an as diconomic as my warped lil' brain functions... this was actually (ta me anyways) his ultimate way of makin' sure more of us who carry on with depression will be more likely ta survive those dark bouts of it... for now I will NEVER be able ta go through another one again without thinkin' about him an all the joy an laughter he brought inta my life!...

Of all the celebrities who've passed on durin' my life that I have been saddened by... He was the first of whom actually made me cry ta hear of his passing... but even though I cry even now as I type out this journal I can't help but also cry with joy!... b'cause how can ya NOT think of Robin Williams without thinkin'a all the great humor he brought inta our lives?

You made it impossible fer me ta ever succumb ta depression ever again Robin Williams! You are truely the only man I have ever had the pleasure... the HONOR of havin' my life graced by yer presence who I can say YOU got the last laugh!

*howls with tears of laughter respectfully*