Dad came and watched my stream last night. Basically lurking, and mom sent me messages that dad bought me pizza in case i was hungry during stream.
I love my dad, he's awesome.
I woke up this morning to my cat Pebble staggering around, very weak, and throwing up. I took her to the vet and she has been hospitalised.
So far just her visit and testing there has been $1.7k and I will be going back at 1pm to see if she has improved, and if not we will be transferring her to an emergency vet for more testing and care.
They don’t know what is wrong with her yet so I don’t know how much her overall care will cost, it has already gone through all of my savings and more. I hate to ask but I need help I don’t think I could live with myself that I didn’t try everything possible to make her feel better and be prepared.
If anyone could donate to help out I would really appreciate it, Pebble has saved my life more than once and I genuinely don’t think I would be here without her.
>make game marketed towards women and creatives
>optimise it so it can run on most shitty laptops and PCs that have been sold in the last 10 years
>fill it with whimsy and genuine respect for the craft it’s emulating
>make a billion dollars
Duncan Trussell recorded this conversation with his mother while she was facing terminal cancer.
What you’re hearing isn’t scripted. It isn’t performed. It’s a son sitting with his dying mother trying to hold onto every word before the words run out.
And she, the one facing the end, is the one doing the comforting.
That is what makes these conversations so extraordinary. Not the wisdom itself, as profound as it is. But who it’s coming from. A woman who had every reason to be consumed by her own fear choosing instead to spend what little time remained helping her son understand how to live without her.
These recordings became the heart of The Midnight Gospel. And I always go back to watch it again.
They remain some of the most honest conversations about death, love and what it means to be human ever put on screen…