I cried when I read the news about Robin Williams last night. Not a little, but a lot. I sobbed and I sobbed and I sobbed. I just felt so sad about depression. About someone who had such a life dedicated to recovery was suffering with so many demons inside. Here is someone who had everything, who had been in recovery for years, who was known here in San Francisco to often be seen at the Dry Dock going to an AA meeting, known for sponsoring people. He was online at the Red Cross on 9/11 to donate blood just like any of us. He had a big beautiful house, all the money and success he could ever want and was loved by the public. I think that it goes to show you that no matter what you have (or people think you have) on the outside, maintaining inner peace is an inside job. It doesn’t come from wealth or success or anything we can achieve outside ourselves. He was clearly battling some nasty demons and he lost. It’s so sad and reminds us that you never know what someone else is going through. Jealousy, envy, and believing that someone has it better than you is an exercise in futility, because again, you never know. Happiness is an inside job and can’t be reached by losing weight, gaining money, or finding the love of your life. Oh sure, all those things are nice, but turning inside is the way toward true peace.