Not celebrities, but, i usually get teary when learning someone has killed themselves due to depression.

I guess it just hits close to home.

Happened recently but i forget who it was.

Robin Williams. I grew up knowing his more kid-friendly side as the voice of Genie and Batty Koda, his role in Jumanji, etc. Then growing up saw him in films like What Dreams May Come, Patch Adams, Mrs. Doubtfire. When I heard the news he not only died, but by suicide because the man suffered from a severe mental illness it really cut me to the core. It was like losing a favorite silly uncle. I still haven't been able to bring myself to watch any of his movies as I fear it will make me emotionally unstable again. Every year since it seems like I find out more about how much of an amazing character he was, and I'm glad he left a legacy, but god damn does it suck.

Mr Rogers. Was like a light went out in the world. Robin Williams came close. Each a symbol of joy and kindness.

That toddler that got shot in a road rage incident a while back. I broke down when I read that the child said "Mommy, my tummy hurts" before he died. I think it hit me so hard because I have a little brother who was around that age at the time.

Sure. Sometimes things touch your soul when you're open to it or vulnerable.

Yes, hardcore for Steve Irwin. His shows taught me what love is, since I never really saw it at home

Douglas Adams and Terry Pratchett. Because or seemed like they still had more to contribute

Grant Imahara. I don't have to explain myself with this one. He made me childhood and his absolute inventiveness, curiousity and enthousiasm just was so terrific.

Was teary all day at work when Terry Pratchett died

My second year of University a guy fell off the roof and didn't make it. Everyone was sent home while they cleaned everything up. That was the first time I cried for someone I didn't know.

Steve Irwin was my first, but Chris Cornell and Chester Bennington back to back definitely got me hard. I choked up when LP played numb with nobody at the mic during their remembrence concert

Actual cry? No.

But very close. Robin Williams

When Akira Toriyama died I had to take some time off in the middle of work and go to the bathroom to cry. I think the reasons are obvious if you know who the man was. Here in Latin America Dragon Ball is almost a religion, you see the Z warriors wherever you look. Akira's pen drew the childhood of millions around the world for several generations, it is difficult to find someone here who has not been marked by his work. Even now my heart still crumples a little at the memory of him.

May you rest in peace, Master. As long as your memory lives on, you will remain immortal.

A man only dies when he is forgotten.

Technoblade never dies.

Alan Turing, they did him him real fucking dirty for way too fucking long

I can't remember if I cried when I read about his widowed bride, but something touched me deep inside.

Not usually, but Chris Cornell hit me hard. I had no connection other than loving his music and everything he did for Seattle musicians in the late 80s and early 90s, but I still think about it.

Robin Williams and Steve Irwin hit me the hardest for sure

David Bowie. He was such a cultural touchstone that influenced so much artistry on top of being a brilliant artist himself. I lived in New York City when he died and the stoop of his apartment turned into a makeshift memorial with countless people contributing objects that held significance to their relationship with him. I was so overwhelmed to see it that I cried.

I was watching American Manhunt: Osama Bin Laden the other day and the details about 9/11 really got me emotional. The suddenness and intensity of the attack, the efforts of first responders and government agencies, and the heroism of the passengers of flight 93 affected me very deeply.

I remember seeing another video once of firefighters hearing the sound of people jumping from the towers and crashing into the roof of the building they were in. Absolutely unimaginable how that day must have felt to the people that were there...

Totalbiscuit / John Bain. He died twice, physically in 2018 then most of his legacy in the following years.

Technoblade.

I’d watched him with my kids for years. He’s an amazing player and a really smart guy. I got my kid a leather bound copy of “The Art of War” because of the Potato Wars. Our shared love of video games, especially Minecraft, kept me involved with them during a pretty bad divorce.

So when they came to me, tears in their eyes, I wept as well. Because he was a connection to my children. And I wept for Technodad, as any other father would.

Congrats on 20 mill, Techno. May you never die.

Adam Yauch.

Was sad for weeks and took me years to even listen to Beastie Boys again without getting weepy. Here was a guy that was a standard issue kid, making obnoxious music for laughs and fun, that showed the world how to really grow up and mature. We were supposed to get a couple more decades of his creativity and unstoppable kindness before it got taken from us.

I will forever miss MCA

Leonard Nimoy was a pretty tough celebrity death for me. It was like losing a super cool uncle, a person who'd been in my life for my whole life, but hadn't seen in a long while, was dead.

Robin Williams.

That man was a staple of my childhood, and him passing felt like the final nail in the coffin to where my childhood ended.

Marie Fredriksson of Roxette, especially with the circumstance of her illness.

It was just a kind of perfect music.

I cried for Ronnie James Dio I wanted to meet him so hard. Fuck cancer...

Kentarou Miura. Berserk is my favorite manga, I discovered it while going through a really tough time, and it helped me a lot. I read it a couple times over and over, and I impatiently waited for new chapters.

A couple years later, Miura-sensei died of heart issues, aged 54. Felt like a slap on the face, after all those jokes about how he was never going to finish Berserk because he was playing too much idol master. I still cry about it from time to time, when I have a bad day.

Rest in peace.

No never but I know when Jackie Chan passes away I'm going to be really hurt.

Man was my hero growing up with his movies and doing his own stunts.

Roberto Gómez Bolaños, El Chavo and Chapolin are a big deal here in Brazil and crossed 2 generations, we spent our entire childhood watching both of them everyday on tv, his death was huge blow.

I don’t even like his music all that much, but Avicii. Learning of the circumstances- he knew his mental health was not in a place where he could tour. He told his managers. They said “lol, sorry, tix are sold, no backing out now.” He died on the tour.

His music is so hopeful and encouraging and beautiful, it breaks my heart when any of his songs come on.

Yeah. While I rarely work on the road these days I am a critical care paramedic by trade.

....and tbh, I did cry about some patients. ....the old nana who accidentally set herself ablaze a day before Christmas. ... The young lad who died a very gruesome death despite the efforts of over 50 rescuers. ... The 1 year old who died because the psychotic dad had stuffed his crib with blankets. (And dad was "clear" in the head when we arrived....imagine the pain he felt) ... And over the same dad when he hanged himself 6 months later.

There are a few more,worse ones, that I don't want to think back to

When Carrie Fisher died, I was very sad and for the next week I found myself rolling back a few tears every now and then. I was a SW fan from a young age and she was always like the sister I never had.

Freddie Mercury.

Diana Spencer.

Robin Williams.

Not cried, but I felt shaken and sad when Iain Banks died. His writing isn't important to me the way a few other authors are, but I read his stuff at a very specific time in my life. I think his death got me thinking about my own mortality.

I didn't find out about Toren Smith's death until a few years ago. It's sad that he died so young. I felt the same way when Nigel Findley died.

Both of them created worlds that I ran TTRPGs in. I think that makes me feel a weird connection with them. They didn't know that I exist, but I still built on what they gave me, and that makes me feel a kinship (and admiration) for them.