Rest In Peace, Robin Williams

From time to time, just as you sometimes hear about the passing of family and/or friends, you also hear about the passing of celebrities.
I admit that I was quite saddened when I read about the death of Robin Williams earlier this week.  While he wasn't one of my favorite comedians/ actors, I did find him to be highly entertaining and funny.  He was one of those celebrities who always had a bright smile upon his face and who genuinely seemed to enjoy bringing happiness and laughter to others.  The cause of his untimely death was tragic.  He hung himself with his belt, ultimately committing suicide.
Robin Williams wasn't a young boy, nor was he a troubled teenager.  That's not to say that, at 62 years old, he didn't have his fair share of demons.  As is the case of most celebrities, he was in and out of various rehab centers but - from what I could tell - he fought his personal battles behind closed doors.  When he was in the public eye he came across as a very upbeat, positive, optimistic individual.
Robin Williams was so much more than an incredibly talented actor and comedian.  He was also a husband and a father of 3.
It is sad to me that this man, who seemingly had it all - fame, wealth and family -, who had an almost blindly bright light surrounding him at all times while in the public eye, lived in a very dark world.  A world so dark, in fact, that it consumed him.  While he had no problem bringing laughter and light into everyone else's lives, he couldn't quite figure out how to bring it into his own.
Depression is a very real, very scary disease and - like just about every other disease out there - it is one that I'll probably never fully understand.  I can't even imagine how awful it must be.  So awful that a person is willing to give up much more than just their family.  They're willing to give up their very own life. 
I don't believe anyone can save a person from depression.  They have to make their own way out of the darkness that envelopes them.  In Robin Williams case, he fell victim to the darkness.  He fell victim to his demons.  He gave up everything - his entire world - because he couldn't see the light.
Some people view suicide as being cowardly and selfish.  Personally, I view it as being very sad.  Taking your own life is something I can't wrap my mind around and I suppose I'm thankful for that.  I cannot imagine things being so incredibly bad that I'm willing to give up my family for an undetermined amount of time.  So bad that I'm willing to give up the things - and the people - that I love the most.
Robin Williams selflessly gave everything he had to everyone else but he seemingly gave very little to himself.  Tragic.
I cannot imagine the hell that Robin Williams must have been going through.  My heart hurts for his family - for his wife and especially for his children.  I pray that the media will back off and let his family mourn, although everyone knows that's like waiting for Hell to freeze over...
I pray for Robin Williams.  I pray that God will have mercy on his soul.  I pray that He is able to  show him the light.  I pray that He brings him nothing but happiness.  I pray that He takes away all of the demons that possessed him.  Most of all, though, I pray that He allows him to Rest In Peace.