I hope, despite everything, that you are alright. Ruth MacArthur meant the world to me during a time when I was swallowed by grief after losing 4 relatives and a friend in one year, drowning in an existential crisis, living in an apartment that was falling apart and poisoning us, being forced off my meds while living with psychosis, all while being scared to death that my immune disorder would fuck my life up even worse. It was a beautiful game with incredible attention to detail. Despite such a short experience, it resonated with me immensely and I'm so angry that people have squandered your art and that we live in a world that makes it next to impossible to create while laboring to just stay alive. I am incredibly grateful for what you have made, but above all, I hope that somehow, you are alright. And if you aren't, I hope that changes soon.
I hope this didn't come across as asskissing or insincere. I've been thinking about this post for a few months trying to figure if I should respond or not, and I hope I haven't made anything worse. I'm not the best at this sort of thing but I decided I should at least say something, reach out or something. Let you know that this was seen.
I'm so sorry.