Thank you. "Tragedy" is not as outwardly anguished as I was looking for, but since my art skills are way underdeveloped, I'll take it.
This entire incident has made me wonder if Robin was just sick and tired of all the attention Robin was getting. That is, when you spend that much time creating that outer persona, and everyone in the world falls in love with that persona and tells you how wonderful it is and how much more they love that persona than they love the "real" you, I can see why a person would get depressed.
I mean, think about it. You build this wall to keep yourself from being hurt by other people, and all you do is create a tourist industry of people who want to come see the wall, have their picture(s) taken with the wall, have entire television programs/movies built to showcase the wall to as many people as possible, and nobody bothers to come all the way in to see you, and you get reeeeally lonely, really fast. You become sort of like the Siamese twin of that persona, and everywhere it goes, you get dragged along whether you want to go or not, and everyone ignores you because they just want to interact/hang with the persona, not
you. And when you try to speak up a little and maybe join in, on your own terms, people are all, "Hey! What happened to the other guy? We want
him back! He was a lotta fun!" This is what you
really hear whenever someone says to you, "Hey...do something funny!" And maybe you start to resent that other guy a little bit, or maybe a whole lot, but you can't get rid of him, because doing so would be...well, it would be suicide, is what it would be.
I'm sorry I didn't know more about the man inside, and I'm not sure that I would have ever been allowed to find out, even if I had ever had the opportunity, but the idea of just how lonely someone like that must get when they're finally alone, and no longer have to be "on" is just...crushing to me.
--Patrick