Ice Bradley wrote:he should probably have used that kindness and applied it to his own family, instead of a random one.
How do you know he didn't?
When someone is clinically depressed, their own brain lies to them. Constantly. Until you really can't shut it out anymore.
When I was suicidal, I honestly believed that taking my own life would make everyone else's life easier. That I was nothing but a fuck up, a screw up, that I was worthless and never should have been born. I believed that. Even though it wasn't true. Even though in taking my own life, I would have broken the lives of those who loved me. I couldn't see that they loved me. I couldn't intellectually understand that I was hurting them.
All I could see were the walls around me and the floor beneath me in a hole so deep I couldn't even see the top. All I could see was that I was alone, despite people constantly reaching out to help me. My vision was so narrowed that I could only see myself, with all of my flaws (real and perceived), all of my failures, all of my mistakes.
That I survived was and is a miracle. That Robin Williams couldn't see how loved and adored he was, that he bought into the lie that his wife and children would be better off without him, is not surprising.