I wish we lived in a society where the importance of grieving was recognized. I am sorry for the loss of your Rob yet I am relieved that you had an opportunity to know what real love and care is supposed to feel like. You definitely fucking matter.
Cody, your letter to Rob is a raw, heart-wrenching tribute to a bond that changed your life. You've got a growth man crying like a baby reading your words. The way you describe how he saw you, lifted you, and made you feel like you mattered, it’s a testament to the power of a single person’s love. My heart bleeds for your loss, but it also swells for the gift of Rob’s presence, someone who breathed life into you when you were at your lowest. I know that kind of connection myself, and the terror of imagining them gone is almost too much to bear. I guess this is the unthinkable price to be paid for being human. Speaking for myself, I am willing pay this expensive price for the privilege of such love, considering the alternative. Your vow to not let him down carries his light forward. Tonight I'm filled with with gratitude towards you for sharing this beautiful, haunting truth. 💔🙏
sorry you lost your friend, he sounds like he was a wonderful person - having someone to pick you up when you are at your worst is so important! He'll be forever in your heart.
Reading your words, I felt a deep ache I know well. That sense of being truly seen—of someone holding up a version of you that’s all hope and potential—it’s rare, and it stays with you. I feel that way about my dad. I liked the version of me he saw, even when I couldn’t see it myself. I’m still trying to grow into that person every day.
There’s something holy about the kind of friendship you and Rob shared. The pain is a measure of the love. It’s okay to feel every bit of it, and to let it break you open for a while. That’s how you honor the person who saw you at your worst and still believed you were worth loving.
If you ever want to talk or just sit in the heaviness, I’m here. We carry them forward by becoming who they saw in us.
“In Rob We Trust.” And in the best version of ourselves, too.
"You made me feel like I really fucking mattered." Rob sounds like the kind of friend we all want. I'm so sorry for the pain.
You’ve retold of him beautifully. Thank you for sharing a such lovely glimpse of your Rob. 💗
I wish we lived in a society where the importance of grieving was recognized. I am sorry for the loss of your Rob yet I am relieved that you had an opportunity to know what real love and care is supposed to feel like. You definitely fucking matter.
Cody, your letter to Rob is a raw, heart-wrenching tribute to a bond that changed your life. You've got a growth man crying like a baby reading your words. The way you describe how he saw you, lifted you, and made you feel like you mattered, it’s a testament to the power of a single person’s love. My heart bleeds for your loss, but it also swells for the gift of Rob’s presence, someone who breathed life into you when you were at your lowest. I know that kind of connection myself, and the terror of imagining them gone is almost too much to bear. I guess this is the unthinkable price to be paid for being human. Speaking for myself, I am willing pay this expensive price for the privilege of such love, considering the alternative. Your vow to not let him down carries his light forward. Tonight I'm filled with with gratitude towards you for sharing this beautiful, haunting truth. 💔🙏
Oh my god, Cody! I'm so deeply sorry about your friend. He knows and he is proud of you. (((Cody)))
That's a tight hug!
❤️ no words
Thanks for sharing this. ❤️
I know this sounds "New Age cheesy," but I believe that somehow, some way, Rob knows how much you appreciate and love him.
Hang in there, man.
sorry you lost your friend, he sounds like he was a wonderful person - having someone to pick you up when you are at your worst is so important! He'll be forever in your heart.
So glad that you had him in your life, and in your heart. So sorry for your loss.
So glad he was in your life. You made me cry.
We all need someone like your Rob. Especially those of us who have been bent and broken. I feel your grief and wish you healing.
Cody,
Reading your words, I felt a deep ache I know well. That sense of being truly seen—of someone holding up a version of you that’s all hope and potential—it’s rare, and it stays with you. I feel that way about my dad. I liked the version of me he saw, even when I couldn’t see it myself. I’m still trying to grow into that person every day.
There’s something holy about the kind of friendship you and Rob shared. The pain is a measure of the love. It’s okay to feel every bit of it, and to let it break you open for a while. That’s how you honor the person who saw you at your worst and still believed you were worth loving.
If you ever want to talk or just sit in the heaviness, I’m here. We carry them forward by becoming who they saw in us.
“In Rob We Trust.” And in the best version of ourselves, too.
No words... A 🫂 for you.
This made me emotional. Deeply sorry for your loss. He’s with you and is proud of your journey.