When you see Sarah Silverman on stage, you would never think she was suffering on the inside.
Confident, irreverent and absolutely hilarious, the 44-year-old writer, actress and producer looks like she was born to entertain.
This is the woman who, while dating Jimmy Kimmel, went on his show and played him a music video in which she and Matt Damon starred called “I’m F—king Matt Damon”.
It’s a classic. You can watch it here:
But, reminding us that looks can be deceiving, the 44-year-old penned an essay for Glamour magazine about the depression and anxiety she has suffered from the age of 13.
“It happened as fast as the sun going behind a cloud. You know how you can be fine one moment, and the next it’s, ‘Oh my God, I f—king have the flu!’? It was like that. Only this flu lasted for three years. My whole perspective changed. I went from being the class clown to not being able to see life in that casual way anymore. I couldn’t deal with being with my friends, I didn’t go to school for months, and I started having panic attacks. People use ‘panic attack’ very casually out here in Los Angeles, but I don’t think most of them really know what it is. Every breath is labored. You are dying. You are going to die. It’s terrifying. And then when the attack is over, the depression is still there. Once, my stepdad asked me, ‘What does it feel like?’ And I said, ‘It feels like I’m desperately homesick, but I’m home.’”
And, learning that Silverman – a celebrity, a comedian, a successful woman who appears to be living the good life – has depression is genuinely shocking, as hearing that news about anyone often is.
Like the world was shocked when much-loved funnyman Robin Williams took his own life last year.
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For me, I say it's the opposite. I'd say that my depression causes me to feel like I need to escape and get away from everyone and everything, to the point that I wish that I could pack my car and just drive - though I don't know where to or what I would do when I got there. So I end up just hiding in my bedroom for days at a time.
It's horrible isn't it? I recently went to the other side of the world to just to "get the feck away from my life". I thought that some distance from my problems would give some clarity. It turns out you can't run away from your mind!