I am of that age group that is probably a little more emotionally effected by the news of Linkin Park singer Chester Bennington’s apparent suicide. When I heard the news last night I was making dinner and checked my FB and it was a filled with my friends sharing the same TMZ story. I didn’t want to believe it was true, TMZ is gossip and tabloid site… they are far from credible. Then the other stories, from far more credible sources came out and I actually got so emotional I walked in the other room and cried.
I am never one to beat around the bush about my own mental health struggles. I have battled my own demons for most of my life and nearly took my own life on more than one occasion. Linkin Park’s music was reminder to me in my darkest days that I wasn’t alone in the way I felt, that I could keep going. That I needed to keep fighting. I know that was never the intention of their music, but I also know that I am far from the only person to site Linkin Park’s music as something that has gotten us through some dark times. To think that the front man, the face of the band, took his own life… alone… knowing the desperation that one feels to reach that point breaks my heart in a way I really can’t put into words.
I am not religious, but I hope that Chester has found peace. I hope that his children will be able to not just see how their father’s life ended but the mark he made on the world through his music. I know it is of little solace to the family but his music will live on. His fans will never forget him.
Please if you are struggling, reach out to someone…anyone… and ask for help. The world can’t afford to keep losing their brightest stars… ❤