I think it's been the better part of a decade that we've known each other on social media, and it's sobering to think that during much of that time I watched you lose your well-being, your focus, and your hope to endless, excruciating pain. I remember the times when you were brainstorming, problem solving, trying to keep faith... and how that pluck was ripped from you and again by a force you could not fight, and you fought so hard. You were incredibly strong and did everything you humanly could, but in the end it was too much--and that's terrifying, to think that willpower, support, and ingenuity might not be enough and some opponents are just too strong.

I know there's little I can say that is meaningful in the face of this awful reality you're facing, but I would like you to know that I'm so sorry this happened to you. It wasn't anything you did, the world is unfair and you were unlucky. Even if the pain went away tomorrow you won't get back the time, the relationships, and the sanity you've lost, and it's such a damned waste and a damned shame. I'll still hold out hope because you can't anymore. I hope there is a path to whatever healing you can find in this deeply flawed world.