Tim Murphy tells us in New York Magazine that plenty of people are mourning the death of Robin Williams. It's as if he had been an actual friend. Here is that coverage.
Well, that might be an understatement.
Since many of us Baby Boomers perceived our families as toxic and fled we have been attaching ourselves to celebrities. Those in our age group like Williams are family.
Essentially we grew up with them. We bore witness to their struggle to make it and then to stay there. When they aged, just as we were, we got scared. Yes, we were all going to die.
Because those attachments weren't problematic like many of our relationships with biological family members they were and will continue to be so intense.
I poured out my heart about Williams' suicide at my 12-step meetings, the discussion on spirit presences at Tamara Spiritual Center in Tucson, Arizona, and, of course, my three blogs. The "If Onlys" preoccupy me. No, I haven't accepted the reality that Williams is gone. Maybe I never will.