I am not going to say this as someone that mourns the creator of a platform that changed the lives of many, but as a friend.

I know you won't see this.

I don't know much of your past, that may have gotten a lot of antagonizing criticism in your life. I know that people have treated you in very demanding ways, being a figure whose actions would affect that many. But I know about your present, and how you showed remorse for your past. I know about your present, about the kindness and good intentions you were full of. I know about your present, the person that was so excited to talk about the things we liked, and even surprised me with art.

I am glad I reached out. I am glad I got to meet you. I am glad I got to know you. I don't know how hard it must have been, from health, to money, to the pressure of being lookeed upon so many and criticized constantly for it.

I know how happy you got to find yourself as your new sona, your eevee, Wren, which is why I chose to call you by that name ever since. I am glad you managed to feel comfort through so much.

You were too young. To die like that. You had so much ahead of you. I'm sorry.

I can't talk for others. I can't talk for you. Hence why many of the sentences in this post starts with 'I'. I can only hope people remember you as the you that had so many good intentions. I will remember you by that.

Please, Wren. Rest in peace. May your next life treat you better. Thank you for letting me see some of your more vulnerable sides.