Quote from: Cindy on July 15, 2018, 06:27:01 AM
It was 14 July 2014 when I got a phone call from Susan that Nero had died and could I take over as Admin.
I loved Nero as a friend, a colleague, a failed human, a lovely person and one of the wisest men I have knew.
He helped me in my despair.
I failed him.
We all failed him in his fight; even if this is the first time you have heard of him.
He was a transman, a strong man, flawed and broken, brave beyond strength and loving with tears of hurt. He was as weak as human and didn't care who knew it.
He was wise and foolish.
He had wounds, raw and bleeding. Mistakes abounded and frustration was clear. He hurt his friends and he rejected help. He caused rifts and pain.
My god he was a man.
I loved him
He was an artist and I have his painting hanging in my room in pride of place. "I am what I am". It was given to me by his Mum who loves her son so much.
Tears fall.
I've been thinking of leaving.
Why?
I'm actually not sure. Frustration? Boredom?
Pain.
Getting ready to die?
My inadequacies.
Or is it overload.
Sue sent me a reminder today of a 'Thank You' post that I made many years ago when I was a younger, less damaged girl.
This is a sentence from it.
This site is about being human. This site is about acceptance. This site is about help and love.
Those concepts are those that are ingrained in me.
That is what drives me.
I was thinking of leaving, although of course I cannot.
This is my family. My pain. My frustration.
My comfort and my love.
Tonight I've been looking at my picture and remembering my friend.
I am what I am.
Cindy, this is tough for me to write. You more than most can probably appreciate why, and when I say what I'm about to say... it comes from a place that's taken a lot to be able to access.
I remember that day. I didn't think it was real. It was one of those days that you hear something and think you're in the middle of a bad dream. I remember everything that followed. The feelings... feelings that linger even now. Things I don't want to talk about. Things I try not to even think about. That time was one of the most emotional for me in my whole life. Nero was my brother. One of the most... amazing, if troubled people I have ever met.
You didn't fail him, sweetie. You haven't failed anyone. It wasn't your fault. It wasn't anyone's fault. No one could have stopped what happened. We couldn't make it okay. We did everything we could. You were there for him. His friends were there for him. It just happened, okay? It wasn't your fault. Don't beat yourself up over it. He wouldn't want that.
And what happened after that... you know how I feel. We've spoken privately about it. But I'll re-iterate here because I think it needs saying again. He would be proud of you, Cindy. I am proud of you. Rather than fail anyone... what you've done here is a credit to you, and the people around you. It's who you are. It's what you're here for, okay?
When I came back here, you told me something that's stuck with me. You said to me: "They need you more than you need you." And you apologised for saying it. But you were right. You've never been more right. The same is true of you. We have a lot in common, sweetie. I've known you a long, loooooong time. I think I have a pretty good grasp of the kind of person you are, and what drives you.
This drives you.
Making sure people have a safe space to express themselves. Making sure people can feel at ease with themselves. Helping those find their way who are lost. Cindy this is who you are. It's who you have been as long as I've known you.
I know how much it can wear you down sometimes. How emotionally overloading it can be. I've been there on multiple occasions. But what you're doing... the point of it all... it's worth it. Nero knew it. And I think deep down you know it.
They need you more than you need you.
*extra big hug*

Lauren.