8 hours ago
Hello, my dear Patrons,
It's been quite a while since my last post, and I apologize for the silence. A lot has happened in that time, and my mind has been preoccupied with some difficult personal matters. I want to take a moment to explain everything that's been going on.
July started off as a wonderful month. Right after releasing the latest update, I quickly got to work writing the script for the next one and even began rendering the first images. Things were looking good, and I felt motivated and excited about the project. In the middle of the month, I took a much-needed vacation with my family, and we spent two beautiful weeks in Spain. It was a time to relax, recharge, and enjoy some quality moments together.
However, everything changed when I returned home. Shortly after getting back, I received a call from my grandma. She asked me to come and help her with some medical appointments. She lives 400 km away, and I was still exhausted from our trip, so I asked if it would be okay to come the next day. She agreed, and I planned to drive to her first thing in the morning.
The next day, I set out to see her, but when I tried calling her during the journey, her phone was dead. When I arrived at her place, I found that I couldn't open the door, and her phone was still unresponsive. I started to worry. After speaking with her neighbors and calling my dad, we decided to call the police. They arrived and managed to open the door, and that’s when we found her unconscious in the bathroom with a large bruise on her forehead.
We rushed her to the hospital, and after a series of tests, the doctors confirmed she had suffered a stroke. She had been lying there for hours, and they said it was a miracle she was still alive. Thus began the battle to keep her alive. For three agonizing weeks, it was a rollercoaster of emotions. There were moments when she seemed to be improving, and others when we feared we were losing her. The doctors didn't give us much hope, but we refused to give up. We transferred her to a better hospital closer to my home, hoping for a miracle.
I'm still finding it hard to talk about this... My grandma passed away on September 2nd, never regaining consciousness. Her funeral was four days later. I tried to stay connected, I even reached out to Nyzerion to let him know I was still here, but it was before she passed. After that, I just couldn't bring myself to think about anything else.
The hardest part is the lingering guilt — wondering if things might have been different if I had gone to her the day she first called me. That thought haunts me every day.
I’m slowly trying to get back to my routine. I’m starting work again tomorrow and, to keep my mind occupied, I’ve begun working on the game. It helps to focus on something else, to ease the pain, even if just a little.
I’m truly sorry for disappearing without any word. I hope you understand the situation I’ve been through.
Karabinek