Mourning Celebrities

At one point in my life I thought that mourning the loss of someone I didn't know was stupid, even if he/she was someone I admired, everything changed almost 3 months ago.

For the last year I've been fighting some mental health issues, and music and musicians really helped me getting through my days, escaping this shitty reality that we live in. I had no energy, no happiness inside, didn't want to get out of bed most days, but then I would remember "oh yeah, Ozzy is performing for the last time in a few weeks", and that kept me going for some reason. 

I saw the "Back from the beginning" show through a Livestream, it would be too expensive to actually go to Birmingham and see it live. When the day came, I felt numb, sad, anxious, as I always did, but the whole thing made my day better, seeing Ozzy on stage made me tear up, specially when he sang "Mama I'm coming home", I was singing along with him, crying along with him. The man had blessed me with his art, and this was the end, even though I didn't know it was really close to the end at that time. 

When Ozzy passed away two weeks later it was like some part of me just shattered, he represented my escape moments, my "living room rock star" moments, the person that kept me going for all that time was just...gone. 

We may not know them, but they're part of our lives, of our hearts. I watched the "Back to the Beginning" show everyday for a week, I bought every single magazine talking about Ozzy, and I sincerely felt sad for his family. I will never again judge people that mourn celebrities, artists, musicians. At the end of the day we're all broken in some way, and they are our guiding lights.

Rest in peace Ozzy