05-27-2017, 12:09 AM
(05-25-2017, 09:13 AM)pbrower2a Wrote:(05-22-2017, 07:43 PM)The Wonkette Wrote:(05-19-2017, 09:23 PM)X_4AD_84 Wrote: Wow, he was vigorous. Hard to imagine this was a man mere hours away from death.
I'm OK for a 50something ... actual, above average ... but he might as well have been 10 or more years younger than 52 biologically.
I understand that he committed suicide, so physically, there was probably nothing wrong with him.
I have known of people committing suicide as a response to such excruciating, degrading conditions as pancreatic cancer.
I have not heard of Chris Cornell having any debilitating physical illness, just chronic, lifelong depression--it was all in his music. I think his wife said he was on anti-anxiety medication. Some people become very good at hiding their mental illnesses and are quite functional, and it becomes a surprise to others when they have a breakdown or end their lives.
Ann Wilson (Heart) remembers Chris Cornell
Apparently the grunge bands used to hang out at her house frequently those days, like she was their den mother.
Quote:It's one thing to look at someone like Beyoncé and Rihanna and to see how beloved and talented they are, and it's another thing to live inside it. During my own struggles with addiction, fame and depression, I [personally] didn't experience thoughts of suicide. I just never got there. Fame put a lot of pressure on me in the Eighties and early Nineties – and I'm glad that I had the kind of makeup where I could come through it alive, keep myself in hand.
Like Chris, I've always been an anxious person. And meditation eventually became the way I tamed those feelings. That, and being around other people who are going through the same thing. All of those Seattle bands – as varied and different in their anger and interests as they were – were idealists. They wanted to fuck the bullshit. And at that time, Nancy and I really had that in common with them. The Eighties were really uncomfortable for us with the low premium on naturalness. So when we'd all hang out; we weren't standing in the doorway, hand-on-hip. We were participating in the debauchery with them.