We’ve lost another soul by choice, and it won’t be the last.
This morning, we woke to the news that Linkin Park frontman Chester Bennington had taken his own life at the age of 41. Months prior, we lost Soundgarden frontman Chris Cornell by the same method. Death is not nice regardless how it has happened, but suicide just sadly leaves a more sombre overtone over it.
The overtone consists of struggle and pain, which anyone who suffers clinical depression experiences... which goes hand in hand with creatives.
Like all, I was shocked to hear the news of Chester this morning, and when I found out it was suicide, that extra wave of sadness hit even harder. This is because I know how he felt.. the darkness, the pain and the forever path of battle with your brain. Like Chester, Chris, and many millions more, I suffer from medically diagnosed clinical depression, and have had many moments of darkness. One of them nearly lead to suicide, another time lead to the thoughts to reappear.
I am by no means writing this and trying to imply that I am special, or unique, or want attention towards this illness.. I just want to share my story, which will hopefully lead to helping someone else.
Let’s start with that suicide attempt, as it feels it’s where I should start. I was a teenager living in Canberra, with a incredibly strained relationship with my father, as he bailed on my brother and I and shot through to Queensland. I also had a volatile relationship with my only brother, as he was channelling his own way of our father leaving which clashed with how I dealt with it. Dealing with this, while also my continuation of suffering from an eating disorder, I was low... So low that I stumbled into such a dark zone where I nearly never returned. I was home alone, as my mother was probably at shift work and my brother was out doing god knows what, and I just felt numb. I just couldn’t feel. I went to the kitchen, pulled out a steak knife and had it pressing on my wrist, just waiting for the courage to hack away and to finish the job.
Then my conscious kicked in... after having an out of body experience starting at myself about to take my life. I threw that knife straight back in the draw and stood in shock, thinking about what I nearly did. I couldn’t believe that I would ever have a thought like that. I use to cut myself on my arms and across my chest, so I was use to self mutilation, but taking a knife to my wrist.. that was way too much. I’m glad I didn’t go through with it, for many reasons.
Creative people are prone to having depression, as we experience life on a different, more sensitive level. When ever we write literature, music, paint a picture, direct a film, etc.. we tap into incredibly personal experiences to achieve what we are trying to portray. This is a daily occurrence for all of us.. and it can grind on you. Art is a form of expression, but that expression comes with a cost of depression, anxiety and other mental illnesses. This is why most creatives turn to drugs and alcohol, to numb themselves from the pain on having to tap into that resource of hate, sadness and raw emotion to create a breathing piece of beauty to the world. Sadly, some of us just can’t take it and decide to finish it before nature does. It’s these events that weighs heavy on me.
When Robin Williams took his own life, I was in shock like the rest of the world. He was always so on, and had a joy in every interview he did and comedic performance he gave. So to take his own life in his 60′s was a shock, but then the reports came out about why he potentially did and it all made sense. He was a manic depressant who abused alcohol and drugs to get through the day so he didn’t had to deal with the pain. I was in such a slump when I found out, a slump that lasted for months. I am a big fan of his work, but on a personally level, I know how he felt for the most part. Even to this day, whenever I see him on TV, that wave of sadness washes over me knowing this insanely talented man is no longer with us sharing his skill to the world.
Fast forward a few years, the news of Chris Cornell broke out and the world just stopped for me when I found out, sitting on the couch watching the news break via Carrie Bickmore on The Project. I wanted to cry then and there, and I nearly did every time I heard him sing for months on end, it got to a point where whenever his voice came on my iPod, I had to skip it as I knew I would shed many tears. Soundgarden was on my bucket list of bands I have to see in my life, as when I first heard Spoonman, I was hooked and considered myself a fan. Also, that damn voice of his, holy shit was it incredible. The tone, the grit and the emotion he could convey in his music was insane, the man was talented in so many ways. However, like Robin Williams, he had abused drugs and alcohol for most of his life and in the end, sadly darkness won.
Luckily, I could never bring myself to self medicate with alcohol and drugs, as I hated the feeling of it when I was on it. Also, alcohol enhanced my depression severely, so if I did abuse alcohol, it would’ve ended quite ugly. Even though I never reached that point, I know it would’ve, so because of this attitude, all I could do was try to work everyday at trying to control this beast that I have harbouring in my brain. It’s going to be a lifelong battle, which I have accepted, and there will be more incredibly dark days that will come along, but it’s just how I need to deal with it is the key. I have been incredibly dark since that day where I had the knife indenting the blade on my wrist, but luckily I never went beyond physically holding anything that could end it. And I never ever want to get there again. I use my music to help express these feelings, to help push away any sense of weight or sadness.
These three creatives all have family with wives and children, which makes the event even more sad. I am conflicted with feelings when family is involved, as I feel taking your own life is selfish, due to the mental anguish that it would cause for their family. On the other hand, I understand the mental state the person is in and sometimes, it’s so hard to break out of it. It’s never clear cut when it comes to suicide, which adds to the pain of it.
Mental illness sadly still comes with a stigma attached to it, which is causing people to hold in all of their emotions, which can lead to suicide. I am still not sure I should’ve shared my story, but leading by example by being open and honest with this illness, I can only hope it my inspire someone to get help themselves or want to help someone they care about in getting help. I have been discriminated in one work place because of it, and experiences like that make you not want to open up in fear that people will treat you differently.. and sadly they will, but just because you have mental illness, it doesn’t make you worthless or lower than them. You are as equal as they are, just with some extra spice to your sauce.
Mental illness is debilitating, as it’s a daily struggle, but don’t ever feel less on yourself for feeling it, or having it, and definitely don’t feel ashamed for seeking professional help. You are not damaged in any sense of the word, just look at it as taking a car to a mechanic to get it finely tuned so it runs well until it has to come back for another tune. I did for nearly 5 years and it was the best the decision I made in my life... I nearly lost my girlfriend of four years before I went to get help... That same girlfriend later turned into my wife, which eventually lead to the birth of my daughter, who is my whole world and I can’t imagine ever being without her or her without me. She is my inspiration now and she inspires me every day in so many ways. I can’t express how much I love her.
Regardless if you like the artists I mentioned, the way that they died is incredibly sad and shouldn’t be taken lightly. It’s been an ongoing fight here in Australia to get proper funding put into the treatment of mental health for sufferers. They cut the free psychology treatment by half, and to pay out of pocket by yourself is incredibly expensive, which I was lucky enough to have help with paying for mine, but other’s don’t so they go without the required help they need. Business’ still don’t take it seriously, and think it’s all in your head (I know it is, but more of the sense of just being a sad sack). Government funding here is all about the short term help of mental illness... They aren’t across the board that it’s a life long illness that needs attention.
Luckily we do have free services that you can call if you are ever feeling down. I am listing for Australia here, but please source your local free service if feeling down. If any of you that I know and mean the world to me ever feel down, PLEASE call Lifeline on 13 11 14 or Beyond Blue on 1300 22 4636.
I am sorry if this seems like a total mess, as I am feeling many different types of emotion at the moment. Please, for the love of any god, get help if you need it and share your stories with other people to give them hope that there is a way out. It’s a hard struggle, but it’s so worth it. When I see my daughter smile or hear her laugh, the struggle is SO worth it and I can’t wait to see her grow up and achieve so many different things.
Thank you for reading and if you ever feel low, please seek help.
Peace.













