i recently lost someone whom you could say was a friend. not too close, but his death impacted me all the same. he was never someone i thought could die and it still doesn't feel real. his family never knew the real him, this much was glaringly obvious from the gofundme for his funeral fees. this is raw, this is reality, eliciting feelings of both sadness and anger. reading this all i could think about was him. a, in my opinion, beautiful and evocative work.
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thank you for playing my game and for the kind words. i'm sorry to hear about your loss. i wish i knew better words to say, but i don't; it's just hard. and i don't want to say something glib like "i hope my game made you feel better" or anything like that. i don't think there's really any way to feel better about death. but i will now remember your friend as (what i know of) his authentic self just as you do, if nobody else will. thank you for telling me about him.