I know there are moments of darkness, but if you look at my prev. post, I mentioned that I felt Heath took pills to find peace of mind-never to choose to leave this world. Any interview he did, it spoke of an absolute respect for his life, and living it to the fullest. To ever choose to end one's life was never something he believed in. This helps to remember when it gets very dark Heathlover1; he didn't believe in that; and I believe in him, which tells me this will all be ok. I know what you mean about it being there when you first wake up. Usually with a death(of someone I've actually met) there is this moment when I would first wake up, then think, "what it different, oh yeah, so an so is gone" with Heath it is just there the second I wake, before my eyes are even open, I know he's just gone. But there are so many things that are still here. There was a moment in Vegas after the memorial, Ethan and I were hugging and crying, and I said it wasn't fair that we get to watch his daughter grow up, and he doesn't. This stuck in my head, and I've come to the acceptance, that, though not fair, it is a privilege; a privilege I don't take lightly; and I will watch her grow up, and bare witness to that beautiful Heath spirit in her that Michelle talked about. I hope you wish to do the same. What he gave us was so special, and in a way, it gave all of us a piece of his spirit. I hope to watch that grow in everyone on this site. Giving up way never his way, he knew the right path to take, he was just cut short from completing it, we have not been. And while it may seem unbearable to walk alone, you forget we are all right there next to you; "you" don't need to be strong enough, "we" are strong enough. Together, we're all going to be alright. Love and Hugs, Jess:)
I hate thinking about this and bringing it up, but the fact that Heath said he felt "good about dying" didn't make him sound like he was still wanting to live life to the fullest. I was shocked to hear a 28-year-old man, loved by everybody, with a career taking off like crazy, and most importantly with a child. He was very clear about having mixed feelings about living or dying, and that last interviewing was so haunting and I think foreshadowing.
I don't think for a moment that he tried to kill himself; don't get me wrong. I 100% believe that he had an addiction to prescription drugs (I've had that myself), and he accidentally overdosed. In a way, knowing that he felt good about dying was somewhat comforting, but at the same time, that is something only a depressed, lonely person would say, and that makes me feel SO SAD for him. I know how that feels, and I'm sure I'm not alone here.
I always feel good about dying and most of the time hope that I don't wake up in the morning. I doubt very much that Heath felt that way; I think he was just going through a stressful, sad time in his life.
I wish whomever was doing that particular interview had asked him what he meant by feeling good about dying, and why he would think about such a thing. But they didn't.
It's because of Heath that I didn't kill myself last year. I won't bother going into that whole story and sound like a real nut job, but enjoying him was all I had left, and now all I can do is cherish every interview and incredibly funny, unprepared award show speech that he gave, which are on my site to help keep him alive. Heck, there are 30 of them, and actually you all would probably absolutely cherish each and every one like I do!
He was so politically incorrect, said exactly what was on his mind without thinking about what anybody in a crowded room thought, and was so damn funny, down-to-earth, practiced what he preached, cared about all living things, and there will never be anybody else like him.
I almost feel mad that he left us. So many people are now deprived of his mere presence on this earth. If he knew how loved he was and how thousands of strangers were crying over him, he would be totally baffled. To him, he was just any everyday Joe, with no ego whatsoever. He would think we're all nuts!
Anyway, I guess I just needed to ramble. I need to get a life, and get off of myspace. I'm moving to Australia in two months, and I need to start preparing. Hard to do when you can't get out of bed all day!
Thanks for reading this, if you made it through. And i thank you all so very much for your support. I wish I knew what it would take for me to stop feeling totally alone. I guess I better up the anti-depressants.
