Despite the fact I can be as pleasant as a vasectomy, she always smiled and bounced and hugged me when she saw me. At LARPs, she always went out of her way to engage my character. I did not know her well, but I knew her well enough to feel all the weight in my body sink to my shoes.
We all have flaws. We all have problems. Most of them are invisible to the majority of the people we know. Only those closest to us get to see them. For me, all I ever saw was a girl who embodied John Kovalic’s “Perky Goth” right down to her spiked heels.
I’m very sorry, Greg. I wish I could do more.