I haven’t spoken about this in a long time. This is the first attempt to write everything down to the best of my ability, because I feel the need to write it down somewhere.
A few years ago, I was close to a guy I met online. He was called Max, and I can’t even remember exactly how we met. We hung around the same forums, appeared on the same threads, and somewhere along the line we went from exchanging PMs to exchanging IM information, and before I knew it we were talking for sometimes up to twelve hours a day. Max was a cool guy, just as anti-social as I was, if a little more insecure, but he was great fun to talk to. Very creative, highly intelligent, and he helped me through some pretty shitty times. We even intended to meet up one day, but had to wait until money wasn’t such an issue.