After seeing the tragic death of #RobinWilliams, it makes me reflect on my life. I recently read an article about how usually the "class clown" is usually the most depressed. and that couldn't be farther from the truth.
most people, like myself, who are humorous, are usually battling with depression in some sort of way. i was picked on, laughed at (and not with), and more. so i turned to humor and jokes to comfort me. i was the "fat girl" who used to fart in class on accident. so i know what it feels like to be made fun of.
for those of you that are the ones making fun of someone because they are different, shame on you. bullies aren't cool. to anybody.
suicide isn't an answer to the question, here. it is not the only option. don't solve the temporary problem with a permanent solution. talk to someone. please, because when i was in middle school, i had many thoughts of killing myself because of the mean girls in my class. and i remember one of my friends who told someone. i don't think i ever told her, but i am eternally grateful for that friend.
that one friend can make a big difference. and YOU can be that friend, that makes a difference in their life.
for someone who turned to being the clown in the friend group, talk to someone about what you are struggling with.
article that i read, here.
talk to someone.
--the girl with the bird tattoo