If you’re reading this, I probably have Heather Armstrong to thank. And you probably know that Heather took her own life on Tuesday night. It’s been a long time since Heather and I were friends. For a while, there, boy did I feel like the luckiest person. When Heather focused her attention on you, you believed you were the wittiest, the most charming, the most insightful person around. Heather made me feel like I was in a sacred inner circle with her. I loved her, and I loved our little group of friends. We had so much fun.
My husband sent me a link to the terrible news and I immediately knew what had happened before I even read it, but it's still hard to believe she's gone. I started reading Dooce in 2004, and I think I found your blog through her. I never met Heather but I loved her writing and thought she was amazing for a long time. A few years ago I started to seriously worry about her and after those unhinged rants last year I was done. But not really because I still wondered how she was doing and checked her website every now and then, hoping that there would be some evidence of her doing better. I keep thinking of her family - her kids and her mother especially, and what they must be going through. I hope they can find some comfort in that she was loved by so many.
I started reading Dooce around the time I started reading Finslippy, back when your (and my) kids were little. I really hoped it wouldn't come to this. Breaks my heart.
It’s terrible. For a long time, the women in that photo were my friends and sisters on the interwebs. You were writing what I was feeling and had felt. I told my real-life husband and real-life sister what you guys were up to. I read pretty much every word Heather wrote. I had such hope for her. I will keep you and her family and friends in my thoughts and prayers.
Oh, Heather.
I'm so sorry.
My husband sent me a link to the terrible news and I immediately knew what had happened before I even read it, but it's still hard to believe she's gone. I started reading Dooce in 2004, and I think I found your blog through her. I never met Heather but I loved her writing and thought she was amazing for a long time. A few years ago I started to seriously worry about her and after those unhinged rants last year I was done. But not really because I still wondered how she was doing and checked her website every now and then, hoping that there would be some evidence of her doing better. I keep thinking of her family - her kids and her mother especially, and what they must be going through. I hope they can find some comfort in that she was loved by so many.
I did find you through Dooce way back in the day. I really appreciate your candor and heart in addressing this.
I started reading Dooce around the time I started reading Finslippy, back when your (and my) kids were little. I really hoped it wouldn't come to this. Breaks my heart.
It’s terrible. For a long time, the women in that photo were my friends and sisters on the interwebs. You were writing what I was feeling and had felt. I told my real-life husband and real-life sister what you guys were up to. I read pretty much every word Heather wrote. I had such hope for her. I will keep you and her family and friends in my thoughts and prayers.
Beautiful, Alice. Also: UGGGHHHHH.
The worst news. She was a force.
Oh Alice, I am so so sorry.