The sad realization is that we have no idea what goes on behind the closed doors of someone's mind, the battles they face, nor understand things that may have contributed to their depression or mental illness. BUT, we should also take a cue from Robin and know that laughter cures many ills.
Now, before I receive a bevy of messages and emails stating that "laughter won't cure depression," let me state, unequivocally, that I agree. My point is this: this old world needs more laughter, less ridicule, and just a little more understanding for those silently screaming for help.
I'll be the first to admit that I'm not always the most compassionate person, but I work hard to see things from another person's point of view. I attempt to walk in their shoes, even if only in my mind, before I reach a forgone conclusion about them. At the end of the day, we're all human and, as such, should attempt to help one another whenever or wherever possible.
Speaking for myself only, I can say that laughter has pulled me out of several mental funks. Like everyone, I've fought depression in some form or other, although I wouldn't place my struggles in the clinical depression category, and most often I can feel myself rising from some dark, cavernous abyss when someone is able to make me laugh.
I would implore you to help anyone you believe needs help, whether their struggles be mental, or perhaps attributed to chemical or alcohol dependency, or maybe just acute loneliness. Not everyone will accept your help, but don't give up.....maybe, just maybe......that person you're trying to help is waiting on you to make him or her.......simply....laugh.
