The Winding Path
15 years ago
Been doin a bit of thinking, about the people I've lost ofver the years. Not through death, but just the ebbs and flows of life. Moving, changes in social order. Kinda been missing some people, but, I know that going back is pretty much impossible. Things have changed too much, it'd be awkward as shit to try to pick up where we left off, that kinda thing.
All through my childhood I never kept friends for more than a few years. being a military brat means that when Dad got moved to a different base, we'd have to uproot, and same with the old friends too. Good memories, what few I have left. The gang from just before I hit the fandom were pretty awesome too, TONS of good memories, though I can feel them fading too. Heard my old best friend was doing alright, planning on getting married to his gf he'd had since I was around. Puts a smile on my face, even if he was a bit of a douche at the end.
Even in my time in the fandom I've lost so many people. I've been told I scared a lot of them off, that they were afraid of talking to me most of the time. Others felt I was changing too much, rubbing elbows with the other top artists... I changed too much to be part of the pack, so to speak. There even a few I left intentionally, kind of a new experience for me.
Our stories change so much over the years. The quiet kid who nobody really liked and drew things grew into the bitter, spiteful, brooding outcast teen, who grew into the budding artist with tons of great friends, and eventually to, well, me, who sits here waxing nostalgic.
The paths of our fates are long and winding, our roads part, and converge as we go on with our lives, but I can't help but wonder where all of their paths have taken them.
So, anyone else missing people?
COMMISSIONS
1/ Tremor Ref Sheet
2/ Terra (Partially inked)
3/ Firefox (pencils started)
4/ Demetria (inked, thinking of a restart)
5/ Karmakat (Part 2 starts soon)
6/ Secret (restarted)
7/ Darkshift (inked, colour started)
8/ Minnigan (inked, colour started)
9/ Mameoyashi (inked, also funny as hell to me)
10/ Kace x2
11/ Deathmetal (about half-coloured)
12/ Kesslan (inked)
13/ Priestfoxley (waiting for details)
14/ Demascus (Waiting for details)
15/ Karoug (inking)
All through my childhood I never kept friends for more than a few years. being a military brat means that when Dad got moved to a different base, we'd have to uproot, and same with the old friends too. Good memories, what few I have left. The gang from just before I hit the fandom were pretty awesome too, TONS of good memories, though I can feel them fading too. Heard my old best friend was doing alright, planning on getting married to his gf he'd had since I was around. Puts a smile on my face, even if he was a bit of a douche at the end.
Even in my time in the fandom I've lost so many people. I've been told I scared a lot of them off, that they were afraid of talking to me most of the time. Others felt I was changing too much, rubbing elbows with the other top artists... I changed too much to be part of the pack, so to speak. There even a few I left intentionally, kind of a new experience for me.
Our stories change so much over the years. The quiet kid who nobody really liked and drew things grew into the bitter, spiteful, brooding outcast teen, who grew into the budding artist with tons of great friends, and eventually to, well, me, who sits here waxing nostalgic.
The paths of our fates are long and winding, our roads part, and converge as we go on with our lives, but I can't help but wonder where all of their paths have taken them.
So, anyone else missing people?
COMMISSIONS
1/ Tremor Ref Sheet
2/ Terra (Partially inked)
3/ Firefox (pencils started)
4/ Demetria (inked, thinking of a restart)
5/ Karmakat (Part 2 starts soon)
6/ Secret (restarted)
7/ Darkshift (inked, colour started)
8/ Minnigan (inked, colour started)
9/ Mameoyashi (inked, also funny as hell to me)
10/ Kace x2
11/ Deathmetal (about half-coloured)
12/ Kesslan (inked)
13/ Priestfoxley (waiting for details)
14/ Demascus (Waiting for details)
15/ Karoug (inking)
FA+

I also just moved to the opposite side ofthe country, away from family and friends.
I do miss some people I've had to move away from, but I have no regrets. I can always find them or they can always find me through the marvel that is the internet. It's just how and when you choose to keep in touch.
I feel for you. I'm quite lonely myself in my new home sometimes.
"Worry not about the future, you may worry yourself to stress. Remember the past but do not dwell as you may become too focused on it. Try to stay in the present and be with those around you currently as they are the ones who will teach and learn"
^_^
I moved around a lot myself when I was younger, figured I'd finally stop once I got to college, but even in the last 2 years, I've transferred and moved around 3 times, had to make new friends, and things just keep changing. It's tough, and I reminisce a lot.
Is it really worth it in the end?
I've been so focused on art, I've lost track that I don't have real, down to earth friends I share myself with...
Is this what being a great artist really does to you?
You won't lose everyone, but stay kind to the people you cherish. The people you're good to will likely stay, with your friendship holding against the pulling forces of social order.
I guess I know what I'm in for in the future.
But even after all this time, I still wish I could have spent more time with people I could have called "friend".
Life is the never ending circle...people come in and out of our lives all the time. the reasons they leave are as varied as the circumstances they entered in the first place.
Anyone we choose to call that ever precious moniker "friend" has won our hearts, even if its for a short time. So to that end,I feel they deserve a chance to remain such.
I'm as guilty as the next, but my real "peoples" understand that about me, thats why we remain friends.
Yeah, I miss I few people...
Damn, now you got me thinking on them...
its odd, those were some of the best times i had, not cuz of dirty tacos or killing aliens, but cuz we hung out with no worries
I think about certain people on occasion, but not very often, and not for too long.
I know what you mean about scarring people though. I've been told that I'm so tense that people are nervous to approach me. Being the bully magnet hardened me, which compounded on my underdeveloped social skills to make making friends, much less keeping them, increadibly difficult. I wonder from time to time just what they're up to, but then the thought passes, as I'm sure they've all but forgotten me. I am hoping though, that when I enter the profession I one day hope to make into a career, that I find kindred spirits whom I can bond with, and experiance what I never really did growing up.
Man, I sound like such a loner, which I guess to a degree I am. It's finally catching up to me though, and the kid who was once "just fine with his own company" wants to find others company. Which, I'll admitt, is why I joined this community and began sharing my stories for others to enjoy. Here's to a history to remember, and good memories yet to be made.
I was not so evil... well I'm not like that anymore. I
have three really good close friends even after high school
they still come over and we hang when ever we can. I would
say what I did to my best friend to make him go away but I
cant erase shit on here, so I'm just gonna leave it at that.
That probably sounds a little pragmatic but it seems to make sense when I consider all the people I once would stop and have a great catching-up conversation with in the grocery store or at the mall, that have for whatever reason drifted away.
I won't waste your time today telling you how much I admire your art. But all the tenderness and compassion expressed in some- I can't see that coming from anyone who is truly alone or hard on friends. They remember you as you remember them. And going back isn't as hard as it seems.
I had lunch with my first girlfriend a few months back. My first true love. We had dated for a few years, but she had dropped out due to family crap. We lost touch for almost 8 years. I ran across an old note with her email on it, and just for shits and giggles, I sent her a short note. A week later, she replied.
She is married now, has a mortgage on a house and two beautiful kids. It was a bit awkward at first, yes, but just like she was a wonderful person back then, she is still one today. Try it, if you like. You might be suprised.
I wish I could maintain friendships.
I only ever kept 1 friend, since I was 8 years old, there was a good 7-8 years we never spoke because we just had different lives. Now I talk to him everyday and spend 2 days a week at his place. He's the only real life friend I've ever kept and I'm really glad that we just started talking again out of the blue.
I always manage to lose my friends, I do think a large part of it is my own fault...
I also have internet friends who live in other countries, and some on FA, that I talk to everyday and play with, which I think is as good as any kind of friendship. So there's that.
I do miss a lot of people though, and regret I lost contact.
I can't say I've never avoided talking to anyone about being scared to, regardless of whos elbows they were rubbing with. We all put our pants on the same way so I'm not to concerned with giving a friendly hello but I'd be lieing if I said the ocasional brick wall hasnt greeted me before, but some people prefer to keep it that way.
Just remember, either a week month or year, it never hurts to peek in and say hello. You'd be surprised how even if it doesnt start up a strikeing conversation, just hinting that someone was in your thoughts really helps people out.
I lost a great friend my senior year of high school. His entire life was a survival story, and by the age of 20, he'd had more than his fair share of scars and stories. He didn't have American citizenship, since he was born in Canada before his mother moved to the US. After his mother's divorce, he managed to keep his way for four years without citizenship while waiting for INS to allow him to apply for citizenship.
In the end, he couldn't wait any longer, and he packed up everything he owned (Which fit in the back of a GeoMetro with room to spare, if that tells you anything...) and left for London, Ontario.
During his last two years in the USA, I learned more than I've learned in my entire life. Those two summers, we lived for the moment, loved life, talked politics over cigarettes down by the water, and shouted choruses of the songs we loved and believed in. I taught him to play guitar, and he taught me how to appreciate the little things in life.
The best day of my life was spent sitting on the busted and overgrown concrete leftover from the old boardwalk with a few cold drinks, half a pack of cigarettes, and my cheap old Ibanez acoustic, talking about the upcoming election, and how we didn't care to stick around this place to see how everything turns out. That's a memory that I'll have for the rest of my life. It says a lot about me that I'd cherish that memory more than any other.
I'll always miss him. I still hear from him once in a while, but a few years and a national border can do a lot to change a friendship.
We're all missing someone. As life goes on, things change...people change. Friends come and friends go...we hope to keep the truly great friends, and we'll miss the ones that we lose.
The Winding Path...well put.
I have really tried to make contact to them, but I only got contact with a few of them, but they never have time to talk to me. neither on the phone or msn or directly. I don't know of they really don't have time for me or if they avoiding me for some reason.
I don't have many friends at school either, only a few persons. even that I make it well with the others in my class.
too many things have changed over the years, and I really, really want to turn back the time. the happy times I had, with my best friends and what we did together to make us smile all the time. but I gues that is impossible. but that doesn't mean that I should stay like this all the time. I put on a smile on my face and keep loocking forward, even when it hurts the most.
just don't loose all hope. don't wait for changes. you shall make changes.
One person in particular that I'm actively seeking seems to be a bit more illusive than the rest. I'm known for being able to find just about anything or anyone but he's a different story. An old artist/musician buddy of mine that I knew growing up. Last time I saw him was ten years back as we crossed that stage and graduated High School. I'm curious as to if he made as good on his skills as I have or if life took a different turn for him.
I get nostalgic often and start thinking of the past.
... been stabbed in the back one too many times.... by them... so I'm glad I'm no longer going to see them.
Only had one friend that I kinda slipped away from... but we talk... whenever we see eachother. For old friendships sake, though we cannot become friends again.
Now, all my friends I have are all living far away from me... so I'm all alone... *sighs*
Hate nostalgia, hate feeling alone, hate life. But yet I'm not ready to die.
Sorry... minor rant... Don't like talking about my past... makes me open up too much >.<
Every time, I lost friends. People would simply disappear. Fall through the cracks.
First time, I don't think I cared. It's hard to remember. I barely remember much from back then. Second time, I lost two friends that I dearly cared about. The one was what I'd call a girlfriend. The other... was insane, and admittedly I was better of without. Third time... I lost all of my friends. I was able to reconnect with one, but he had changed. Unfortunately that didn't go over well for me. He had wanted something from me he had given me when we were friends previously. After he got it, I was not worth anything to him anymore. Later that same year, I met that old girlfriend again. Unfortunately, between the time I had last seen her and then, she had some sort of accident, and had lost her memory of me. v_v;
I made some new friends. As it turned out, someone I had been friends with after the second move was around, and him and I became good friends again. I made two more friends, one of whom I still speak to, the other is now the closest thing to a mortal enemy as I have. The old friend from long ago seems to come and go. I see him every now and again, but he's different, although I am, too.
None of that includes the friends that left and simply never returned. One friend who wanted to find his biological father... he did one summer, he called me, was real happy about it. Never heard from him again after. Another friend, whom I was unaware of his activities, but I knew his family life was bad, apparently was sent to jail for armed robbery... trying to steal food. I never saw him again, either.
Anyone else I met in my life... I think would classify as aquaintances up to this point. I met people I had common interests with, but we would end up having some sort of major clash. Like the geeks I hung out with in college figured out I was a furry, so... I would end up being lectured on being a furfag most of the time. I stopped talking to them. Don't miss them, don't care where they went. I've had some coworkers that I admittedly do wonder if they managed to move on from where they were... and I'll never know, to be honest.
I only have the one friend I've ever met in person. We've known each other for 12 years, and... I'd trust him with my life.
Anyone else I know... I've met online. Of those online friends... two really stand out to me. I've got a friend of four years who has been there for me through a lot. She's someone I'm proud to call my sister. I've got another friend of 3 years... and he has truly been great. He's been there for me on many things... and I could truly trust him with my life. He knows everything about me, and that's fine. The thing that truly sucks is... I live so far away from both of these wonderful friends. If I could, I'd have both of them come live with me. I hope at some point, I may be able to share my life with one of them in particular. Maybe that dream will come true, maybe it won't.
Online friends are a difficult thing, those two aside... I've lost many friends over the years. They can disappear, and I know how to track them down with or without their consent, but... that rarely goes over well. A good friend who was tired of living, left one day saying he would not be back... ever. To this day, I don't know what he chose. His silence tells me he chose the option I told him not to. Another friend determined her life was a lie. She abandoned all of her friends, including her online friends... and moved to a new identity. I was able to track her down... and she told me I would never understand why she did it. Sad thing is... I understand her situation better than she did.
In a few years... I will not be recognizable by physical appearance to many who have known me. I may go to a reunion or something, but I feel no one will recognize me. And to be honest, that's okay, because too many people never knew the real me. I miss the people I had friendships with, but I don't regret that we're not in contact anymore. I know they've changed. And to be honest, I have, too. Should our paths cross again someday... should we recognize each other... should we have fond memories of the time we were together, then... sure. I would not mind speaking to them again. But if there was nothing to remember... nothing of any real note... then perhaps it is for the best that old friends don't speak again.
People are important. Probably more so to anyone who tries to survive as a creator. Most writers (and a great many artists) die of suicide or alcoholism. Having good friends lets you go on. They take you out of yourself.
The good friends are the ones you can rely on when the shit hits the fan. Those won't be fans or sycophants - but people you've helped who help you in return.
I don't talk about it, but I actually spend a lot of time pushing my past out of my head (pre-online I mean). It's... Well, i don't think it's been healthy for me. But that's my vice.
Online? Sure. I remember everyone unless their name changes. Good times.
I know the only reason you and I lost touch was cuz I hardly use MSN messenger and that's what you stick to. I know that's my fault.
But you're cool, man. :)
We're cool.
There are a precious few I feel I really connected with, and I've fallen out of touch with almost all of those. I'm now back down to the single digits of friends, and I hardly get to see any of them anymore.
It would be nice to, someday, have a normal social life.
I will always remember my first official group of friends. There were 6 of us; me, my brother, and 4 of the greatest guys I've ever met. I find myself flipping through the yearbook every once in a while, walking by their old houses, volunteering at the old school so I can reminisce about the times we had, watching the shadows of the past as they run around, playing their games and having their sleep overs and just having a generally good old time. Damn, I can't believe it's been 12 years since I hung out with all of them as a group. Kind of daunting, really. Every once in a while, I find myself checking in on them, trying to track them down, see if I can find them again.
My brother recently left to join the Air Force, but I've always been in good contact with him.
Two of my friends live in town: One I've kept in constant contact with since we were in 4th grade, practically. The other I just recently started hanging out with again - he goes to the same bar I do for karaoke. Only difference with him is that he's grown a beard and gained some weight, which is good because before he was a bit of a stick. :P
One of my friends apparently joined the navy or something. That's the last I heard of him.
The last of my friends, the one who acted most like our leader, I heard got into drugs and lost a lot of weight. He kind of disappeared under the radar.
There isn't a day that goes by that I don't think of all my friends; and every once in a while I'll do a name search, see if I can find one or two of them. It's nice to catch up, but I know that no matter what happened, we would never, really, truly, be able to be like we were when we were younger. More innocent. More naive. Ah, but these are just words of an aging optimist. I always will hold out hope for the future that my friends will come back to me and that, if only for a moment, we can have what we had.
of course the loneliness is kind of a down side to all that....
Moving cities also definitely changed the makeup of my social circle. I kinda miss the people I left behind and at the same time most of the people I knew back then I actually share very little in common with.
that said. it's been some time since I;ve heard form a few good friends *goes and makes some calls*
We talked over msn three times, I think. Then I just felt brushed away by you! What happened? I've been wondering ever since, what sort of impression did I make?
You seemed to be the kind of guy I like. You have your own ideas and concepts about stuff, you don't let others do the thinking for you (unlike a lot of people I know). I had hoped that we could be good friends and that you would probably bring more people with similar minds into my life. I've noticed you're very selective with the people you hang with, I'm like that too.
To me, you've clearly stated I'm not one you want in your pack. I took the hint and I moved on. But can you at least tell me why was I dropped? I like to learn from my mistakes. You can say it in my face, I won't like you less because of it.
By the way, thanks for Gurren Lagann. you've changed my life in ways you cannot imagine!
hard to say but time is drfiting and so does people. I feel like i drift away from some people that i use to chat a lot. And i admit I do tend to get in touch with new people more often. I mean i had many peeps on sl but then at one point last year i rarely come there and i start to forgot them one by one literally. I seem to know their names, but i Just do not know how we even met before.
But then there are other people on fa who suddenly just dropped off but again i didnt even remember their name back as well
btw I saw blackdoggie's post here. And same like him I missed ya too, we talked quite a few last year, and I know you used a new addy now and select only a few to use it. I figure you used new addy also to be more concentrating to work on your projects.
I read my log when we chat back then and I recognized my mistake, and changed. But will it be ok if i know your new addy? You can let me know too what else is my mistake and i'll fix it, its what i say to others too. I'm allright with it.
And i would like to apologize if i have made any mistake thank you