posted on Aug, 22 2014 @ 10:42 AM
Unfortunately, I know this all too well on a deeply personal level.
My sister and I both had s#tty lives growing up and we both ended up being class clowns. Taking our experiences we'd tell them in such a way that
purple wiuld be left saying "Damn, thats jacked up," while laughing and forever questioning why they're even laughing.
Some of the s# we've been through would make some run for the hills covering their ears. But at a young age I realized I could turn it around and
instead of being depressed about everything why not just use my own personal hell to make people laugh while at the same time helping them see that
this work can be just as ugly as it is beautiful.
I still have major issues inside of myself, kind of like a steady pot of thick gooey crap constantly on the verge of boiling over and destroying
everything in its path..I've leaned to keep it at the right temp to keep it from doing just that.
Laughter an humor are the main things that help me with that. And thats probably how Robin made it as long as he did. He ENJOYED making poeple happy
and for awhile that happiness was enough to satisfy him as well.
Unfortunately,some just aren't as strong as others. He proved himself a tough man, I think, to have dealt with it for so long with never giving
anything away. I have a babygirl who will be 3 in november. To be completely honest with you all, if I didnt have her to wake up to every morning, to
make laugh, just to see her beautiful smile, I would have given up a short time ago.
For awhile, making poeple laugh can be all you need in order to be happy with yourself. But you can't live off of others happiness before realizing
just how unhappy you really are.
"This above all: to thine own self be true, and it must follow, as the night the day, thou canst not then be false to any man"