People are always so surprised when a great person commits suicide, or admits that they struggle with depression. I often wonder if these people that we look up to - the ones who are actively and effectively making a difference - are really just fighting some demon from their past, if they are grieving over some loss that they simply can't let go of. Trapped in the bargaining stage of grief, desperately hoping that the loss of the good in their life will be eased by them giving good to others.
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