<story><title>The Sixth Stage of Grief Is Retro-Computing</title><url>https://medium.com/message/networks-without-networks-7644933a3100/</url></story><parent_chain><item><author>kraig911</author><text>This really got to me and made me want to make an account just to comment that I am finding myself doing the same. I run the same old SNES emulator of FFVI(FF3) on SNES to play a hacked saved rom file I made to try and feel that energy I felt when I was just a boy with my best friend. Now I&amp;#x27;m just a man that is caught up in habits of telling my wife I love her and pays the bills and all.&lt;p&gt;I feel no amount of planning an getaway vacation or getting a great project at work etc can bring me back that feeling of just kicking back with my friend jacking around with HIMEM.SYS to play Falcon 3.0 while we waited for duck tales to come on...&lt;p&gt;I miss you Nick - I wish you never found that gun.</text></item></parent_chain><comment><author>morganvachon</author><text>This tears at me. I lost my little brother to suicide just over nine years ago. We grew up in the late 80s&amp;#x2F;early 90s playing NES&amp;#x2F;SNES and Genesis games together. He was always the more competitive one, kicking my ass at fighting games like Mortal Kombat or Street Fighter, and beating me to the ending of Final Fantasy and Dragon Warrior titles by several weeks. He was always the jokester, the &amp;quot;Loki&amp;quot; of our gang of friends, and he would make up silly or perverted names for RPG characters whenever possible.&lt;p&gt;Later, after he got home from serving six years in the Air Force, he would still come by my place and want to play Final Fantasy VII and Soul Calibur together. Those were some of our strongest bonding periods in all those years of dealing with opposite personalities. We never got along one hundred percent of the time, but we loved each other the way all brothers should just the same, and enjoyed that time spent on our favorite pastime.&lt;p&gt;We still don&amp;#x27;t know why he took is life; he never left a note or any clues that anything was wrong. But he left a hole in our hearts that will never be filled.</text></comment>
<story><title>The Sixth Stage of Grief Is Retro-Computing</title><url>https://medium.com/message/networks-without-networks-7644933a3100/</url></story><parent_chain><item><author>kraig911</author><text>This really got to me and made me want to make an account just to comment that I am finding myself doing the same. I run the same old SNES emulator of FFVI(FF3) on SNES to play a hacked saved rom file I made to try and feel that energy I felt when I was just a boy with my best friend. Now I&amp;#x27;m just a man that is caught up in habits of telling my wife I love her and pays the bills and all.&lt;p&gt;I feel no amount of planning an getaway vacation or getting a great project at work etc can bring me back that feeling of just kicking back with my friend jacking around with HIMEM.SYS to play Falcon 3.0 while we waited for duck tales to come on...&lt;p&gt;I miss you Nick - I wish you never found that gun.</text></item></parent_chain><comment><author>Aloha</author><text>this made me cry.</text></comment>