"Sometimes, words aren’t enough. Sometimes, they sit heavy in your throat like the pills we told ourselves were the last ones... and weren’t.
I wasn’t sure I could write this, but CGoody deserves the truth. He always did.
CGoody wasn’t just some dude with a nickname and a loud laugh. He was one of us. One of the broken ones. The fighters. The ones who woke up every day with that quiet war raging inside and still put on the face, still told the joke, still gave you his time when it would have been easier to crawl into the dark.
And he lost.
I hate that I have to write that. I hate that the monster won this round. But I can’t lie to you, and CGoody wouldn’t want me to sugarcoat it. This is the part of the story they don’t tell at the funeral. The part where the strong fall. The part where the guy who helped you through your nights couldn’t make it through his own.
I know that place. I’ve been there. I am there most days.
And if there’s one thing I can say about CGoody, it’s that he never judged you for fighting your demons, even when his were chewing him up from the inside. He fought for us when he couldn’t fight for himself. That’s the kind of man he was.
He laughed loud because the silence was dangerous. He loved hard because he knew what loneliness felt like. And he lived fast because slow was where the pain caught up.
And now he’s gone.
But he’s not just a statistic. Not just another headline about another addict who didn’t make it. He was ours. And we remember him not for how he died—but for how he lived.
For every moment he made you feel like you weren’t alone.
For every message in the middle of the night saying, “You got this, brother.”
For every drink he shared not because it was fun—but because it kept the ghosts quiet for a little while longer.
CGoody, I’m mad at you. I’m heartbroken. And I miss you.
But I’m still here. And I’ll keep telling your story, the real story, because maybe some kid out there who feels like we felt will hear it and know they aren’t alone either.
Rest easy, brother. I hope the fight’s over where you are."
"Guess Null didn't get it. WHAT A NERD."
