Death
Death is weird. I mean, I've experienced it before- death and grief. My grandparents died when I was 17 and 19, both deaths were intense in different ways (my grandma got very ill and died a few months later, my grandpa was sudden and unexpected) and were really really hard on me.
With Serge's death, it's so different again- he's young, it's even MORE unexpected, and I'm not ready to say goodbye to him at all. He is someone who was hard to ignore online, his presence was everywhere. He was like me in some ways- lonely and reaching out to anyone/everyone online for contact. He was equal parts crotchety and kind, he was thoughtful and vulgar, he was unlike anyone else I know.
I got added in to the facebook group message trying to manage things after his death early on, so I could help create the gofundme page. So many horrible details in that message; I had to remove notifications from it by Friday morning. I went back and read it later- still horrible, but I could do it on my own time and in a safe space.
It's going to take a while to sink in that he's really gone. Even with knowing the details of his cremation and everything else, it's just so weird.
I'm sad that I never got over to Japan to hang out with him, but I am grateful for our many chats over the years.
Rest in peace, Serge. You're going to be fucking missed, and I hope you know that. I really hope you know.
With Serge's death, it's so different again- he's young, it's even MORE unexpected, and I'm not ready to say goodbye to him at all. He is someone who was hard to ignore online, his presence was everywhere. He was like me in some ways- lonely and reaching out to anyone/everyone online for contact. He was equal parts crotchety and kind, he was thoughtful and vulgar, he was unlike anyone else I know.
I got added in to the facebook group message trying to manage things after his death early on, so I could help create the gofundme page. So many horrible details in that message; I had to remove notifications from it by Friday morning. I went back and read it later- still horrible, but I could do it on my own time and in a safe space.
It's going to take a while to sink in that he's really gone. Even with knowing the details of his cremation and everything else, it's just so weird.
I'm sad that I never got over to Japan to hang out with him, but I am grateful for our many chats over the years.
Rest in peace, Serge. You're going to be fucking missed, and I hope you know that. I really hope you know.