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It always sucks when I hear of a well loved furry passing away like 
lemonade_coyote, it's hard. It's even harder when they are taken in such an abrupt way as being hit by a drunk driver. I find myself feeling very strongly toward this and it often makes me angry.
Angry at the world for being so, so fucked up as to reward the wicked and take from us grand heroes
Angry at the drunk driver for making such a careless, stupid mistake.
Angry at myself for feeling so, so strongly towards someone I never knew or met as to want to well up and cry.
Perhaps this time it is the weird workings of the mind misattributing the grief in events of my own life.
But I digress, it isn't about me. It's just a weird thing that I feel so strongly just because it's another furry, but it isn't even really about furries. It's about the fragility of our own being. It's knowing that this incident could have happened to any of the people I or you reading this call a friend. It was a fine enough feeling at first, how I initially reacted, and still try to. Death could happen to any of us any time so love your friends to death and make every minute of it count, right?
But it is harder as life goes on, because saying that when it is someone you don't know is one thing, but as I get older I fear that it won't be the same when the people that start passing are my personal friends. That's the real reason these deaths affect me so much, I feel, because from the inside to those who are personally affected by the passings of people like Lemonade, it is reality and on the outside to people like us, it is a looming reminder of the reality we will inevitably face.
Lemonade Coyote, I never knew you and apparently some of my friends did. If their grief is any indication of your person, then I am truly honored to be called a human being along side of you.
And the same goes to most others who have passed, and probably everyone reading this too. You are loved, and your lives are valuable. If you're a friend, then I love you so much and thank you for being there. If you're a passer by then think of this as coming from a friend, and love that friend.
lemonade_coyote, it's hard. It's even harder when they are taken in such an abrupt way as being hit by a drunk driver. I find myself feeling very strongly toward this and it often makes me angry. Angry at the world for being so, so fucked up as to reward the wicked and take from us grand heroes
Angry at the drunk driver for making such a careless, stupid mistake.
Angry at myself for feeling so, so strongly towards someone I never knew or met as to want to well up and cry.
Perhaps this time it is the weird workings of the mind misattributing the grief in events of my own life.
But I digress, it isn't about me. It's just a weird thing that I feel so strongly just because it's another furry, but it isn't even really about furries. It's about the fragility of our own being. It's knowing that this incident could have happened to any of the people I or you reading this call a friend. It was a fine enough feeling at first, how I initially reacted, and still try to. Death could happen to any of us any time so love your friends to death and make every minute of it count, right?
But it is harder as life goes on, because saying that when it is someone you don't know is one thing, but as I get older I fear that it won't be the same when the people that start passing are my personal friends. That's the real reason these deaths affect me so much, I feel, because from the inside to those who are personally affected by the passings of people like Lemonade, it is reality and on the outside to people like us, it is a looming reminder of the reality we will inevitably face.
Lemonade Coyote, I never knew you and apparently some of my friends did. If their grief is any indication of your person, then I am truly honored to be called a human being along side of you.
And the same goes to most others who have passed, and probably everyone reading this too. You are loved, and your lives are valuable. If you're a friend, then I love you so much and thank you for being there. If you're a passer by then think of this as coming from a friend, and love that friend.
You probably also feel this way because you are seeing others grieve, you understand what they are feeling. You are putting yourself in their shoes. This is a hard thing for anybody when you start thinking about all the people that are left behind to grieve.
It's ok to be angry too. It's a legit reason to be angry.
I will be praying for the family and friends of this person/fur. May the person RIP. :'(