There are times when I miss Robin Williams. There also moments, that I can personally relate to the guy, even to some point feel his pain. Robin and I are kindred spirits in one sense.
The pressure to be “on all the time” to say or do something amusing. The uncontrollable desire to make someone laugh, being able to relate to the dark world of depression. The simple fact that it is not easy being a comedian or the class clown in life. Continue reading