You no doubt know already, the lead singer of Linkin Park, Chester Bennington, died yesterday after losing his battle with depression.
It’s been particularly sad for me because not only did LP’s music touch my life significantly, but because it reminds me of my own struggles with depression.
It’s also a hard reminder that many people are only one depressive episode away from possibly making the same choice he did. I almost have one more than one occasion.
I regret that I didn’t get a chance to see them perform live. I think he would have been amazing.

I cried several times yesterday.  This isn’t just about “another celebrity” dying.  It’s about the stigma of mental illness.  It’s about the fact that during a depressive downswing many of us literally cannot physically make ourselves reach out for help, or ask for it in any way.  It’s a vicious cycle, that has no easy end.




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