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Gaia was the place I headed shortly after the first community I loved, the Warcraft 3 roleplaying bunch, imploded in a hailstorm of drama, whining, and annoying assholes. I lost my first account, but came back in force, finding a bunch of cool, fun friends and learning the fun of text roleplay. I found HC, had a grand old time.

At this point in my life, I didn't really have a social life or enough friends to feel loved. I was bullied pretty mercilessly in school, I was very irritable and angry all the time, and I found myself wishing suicide a couple of times. The internet - the ********' internet - made me happy again. Of course, there were a lot of outside influences, and I never aired these feelings on-site; but the fun I had here kept me sane, kept me happy, kept me coming back for more. Eventually, this leaked into real life. I stopped taking things so seriously, allowing myself to relax for the first time in years. I started being a little more talkative, a little more forgiving, just a hint more jovial - and, suddenly, I found myself busy with real life. I found friends. I have a social circle now, the ******** with that?

Thanks for everything you Gaia friends did for me. You're all great people - funny, intelligent, supportive, and just generally nice. Though we've drifted apart, I'm gonna remember all of you for some time. Monica, Ish, Dej...and Phreno, of course. Jillian. Viriv. Others whose names I've forgotten, but who I remember still. Fun people in the early days of HC, who left. The people at the Ritz - none of whom remember me, I'm sure, as I was merely Meta's tagalong in the day, but they still entertained me greatly. Another childhood memory, now. But a good one. I'm gonna miss this place, same as that silly little Ezboard community, the fanfiction-mocking funhouse, and the clan of total Left 4 Dead nerds. In my life, I've loved them all, and I'll love more still.

Oh, and for any real-life friends who read this? Don't talk about it.

So long, and thanks for all the fried, salted grasshoppers.