This news is brutal. No two ways about it. The blunt force of it literally made me sit down and cry, as I'm sure it did for a lot of people. But it's made me think about the nature of a longtime one-way friendship.
I immediately wanted to call his friends and family on the phone, tell them how sorry I was, commiserate with them, I wanted to help. But obviously, I don't actually know these people, I've never met them, I'm just a fan. It's a weird, powerless feeling. I want to take some kind of action, but there's none to take. Can anyone relate to this? My impulse was to feel a bit silly being so sad over someone that I've never even met, but I think that's an impulse worth rejecting. Even if a friendship is one-way, it still absolutely has value and meaning. The Bomb Crew will never know how many depressing, long hours at work they've gotten me though, as they've done for countless other people.
But, I guess that's where the Giant Bomb community comes in. To be honest I've never been very active, more of a lurker than anything else, but every interaction I've had here has been a cut above every other site. Just because I've never joined in much, Giant Bomb is still my website, just like it's all of ours. It's a community unlike work, or school, in that it's one we sought out, and choose to be a part of. So I guess our place in this is to commiserate together. To remember our buddy Ryan.
Anyway, I guess I'm just bummed out and wanted to throw all this out there. My heart absolutely goes out to his family and his friends, whether they ever met him or not.
P.S. I upgraded my account today just to show my support for Giant Bomb. If you happen to stumble across this, why not do the same?