Figured I might as well finally share my story.
I was sitting around here rather sad, watching my husband pack his bags to go to Iraq, and remembered how I'd met Stupe. Well, kind of met. Talked to one on one, and whatnot. We'd known each other around the boards and such, but, well, you get the picture. Someone (think it might have been Perthimus, but that part's a little hazy) made one of those emo type threads. You know, the kind that you make when you're there at the computer feeling alone and if nothing else, it'll give people great farming ground. I had ended up ignoring everyone who was pharming on the thread, and mentioned how I understood his reasons for posting that particular thread - I often felt the same way. And about twenty minutes later, there was a PM in my box from Stupefied. Asking if I needed someone to talk to, and that he'd be happy to oblige.
Probably one of the smartest things I've done online was to answer that PM. In return, not only did I gain a confidante, I gained a friend. Stupefied, more than anyone else on the internet knew my stories. All those funny little stories about people and places, both on and offline. He was there when I needed someone to bitch to. He was there when I needed someone to sit there and cry to. He was there when I didn't actually need anything. And I'm very proud to be able to say that I could be there when he needed someone. Stupe didn't need people often. He did his best to keep things to himself, block them away and pretend to the rest of the world that everything was great. So unselfish, thinking that he needed or could be there for someone before they could be there for him.
Right after his death, it bothered me so much that he was finally coming into his own. For so much of his life, there wasn't any real direction. Just haze, and clouds, and pain. Little by little, those clouds were leaving, and the sun was coming out. Finally discovering what and why he was here. I just hope that he knows now if he didn't know beforehand, how much he meant to people. Tod, I hope that wherever you are now, that you're happy.
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Morality isn't a 'persona', it's a way of life. Either you have it, or you don't. - Fraxcat
Stupefied. 10/11/84 - 12/25/04 Jaclyn. 09/18/86 - 04/01/07