I just saw this quote on my idiotic Tumblr dashboard and thought of you and now I'm crying at 4 PM, which is early for me, and I just hate the fact that the universe is throwing so much bullshit at you. It must be because you're so special.
Begin fucking quote:
“Once the storm is over you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, in fact, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.”
That's apparently what Haruki Murakami wrote in "Kafka on the Shore." I guess. I never read it. I did read his "Hard-Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World," though. Highly recommended. (It has unicorns in it!) Is this quote malarkey? What do I know. I hope it's not.
When I first encountered you, Tig, I'm sad to say I didn't get you. Your stuff is sometimes an octave or two below deadpan. Then, the more I listened, the more my stupid brain got conditioned to the wonderful stuff you're able to accomplish with your really unique voice. Not only did I start to really respect you, I started to feel warmly toward you. God, that sounds gross. But I just mean, I'd totally take a punch for you if somebody was being a dickwad.Forgive my eloquence, please.
You've got amazing, amazing friends that are going to help you get better. And you've got friends out here you've never even met that are sending their very best to you. Bullshit will end. Promise.
We love you, Tig. We all love you.