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Writing this post is one of the hardest things I did in a very long time, but I feel like I owe him. Not sure if its just for me or I want for people to know a bit more about him, maybe both but to be honest its very hard to recognize what I feel right now. My heart literally bleeds and I can't stop it. I met G (Chatterbox) just after he announced his health issues. I was already in love with the concept of Lexi so it was obvious that I had to write him a message even if he would never write me back.
I just wanted him to know that (in short) 'we' as a community and his fans are very sorry and wishing him all the best. To my great surprise he did wrote me back and that's how our friendship began. We wrote daily for months, I was there when he stepped down cuz he couldn't handle working on Lexi anymore, I was there when he was going nuts in hotel waiting for his transplant and I was there when he was fighting to get back on his feet after it was over. I still remember how scared we both were back then, talking shit to each other (yeah that's how we dealt with it) G was a very strong willed guy, simple, stubborn but when he cared about someone you could just tell.
If he would ever had an a apprentice I think that kid would quit after a week but that's exactly what drove me to him. Simply put he created me, taught me most of the things I know and not only about DAZ\rendering\writing but also about life and how to deal with the struggles that we go through day by day. He loved what he was doing, he loved creating Visual Novels and had very ambitious plans for future. His greatest love was his family though, I don't remember a single time when we didn't talk about them, he adored them...
G had some side affairs of course like his guns and motorcycles but family was always top priority.
After we parted ways I always hoped that... whatever the reason was we will get back together, that I could show him how far I got, make him proud and prove that he didn't waste his time on me. After all he promised he will teach me how to shoot..
I think that G wouldn't want for anyone to be sad about what happened, he never liked when people talked about his sickness. He liked to surround himself with positive things, joking and laughing. "don't be a pussy" that's what he would say. He liked his own nasty humor. (we both did)
I just feel that I lost a friend and it hurts like motherf*cker, I cant even imagine what his family feels.
Deep down I knew but ..I was hoping I have more time.
I will always remember him and ...
Goodbye G.
I guess that's all I can glue together.
He was one of the most talented guys I knew, he was always improving always trying to be better, ALWAYS glad to help. Maybe some of his thoughts will help someone, they for sure were useful to me.
