And that is the saddest quote in the obituary of one Gary Coleman, uttered by the subject himself.
He was a man beset by many troubles in life: bad health, estranged parents, domestic violence episodes, drug addiction, financial hardships, and finally, an inability to be fulfilled at the core of his being.
Some of those things - like his congenital kidney defect - were beyond his control. But how the world felt about him? That never should have mattered. He was in a rough business, starting in it as a child. A business which considers you nothing more, as Hitchcock once said, than "cattle". A business which relies on many insecure, unfulfilled people, whose bottomless pit of neediness and cries for attention can never be sated.
That to me, was the biggest tragedy of young Gary's life. He allowed himself to be trapped, like Howard the Duck (I quote the comic book, *not* the film), in a "world he never made".
To some extent, we all live in a world we never made. But we can shape our little corner of it. It's hard, and I do not begrudge anyone their difficulties in shaping it. Gary tried his damnedest. Unfortunately, he cared too much of what the world thought of him. It was how he thought of himself that truly mattered. Maybe he got that, in the end, finally. We'll never know.
The lesson I draw from his moment of self-reflection: Do not seek validation from outside yourself, especially in a world full of strangers. Make yourself matter. To yourself.
Be at peace, Mr. Coleman.
Source of his quote here:
http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20100529/ap_on_en_tv/us_obit_gary_coleman