I don't often mention it when authors die on my blog. I'm afraid that I'll miss an author and insult someone and often I don't feel like I have anything to say that isn't being said better by someone else. I'll not say much here.
Ned Vizzini's books spoke to so many of the difficulties that many people, young adult and adult adult, struggle with every day. He spoke about his own struggles with depression. His words have helped, and will continue to do so. The manner of his death does not change the way he lived his life. He wrote and spoke about mental illness, one of society's last remaining taboos. He did not shove it under the rug, pretend that it was easy. If only it was easy.
My condolences to his family and friends.
And for any of my readers struggling with depression or suicidal thoughts, my best wishes go out to you.
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