But what really hit me hard were his references to his schizophrenia and being involuntarily committed to psych wards (I remember him claiming to have met one of the Manic Street Preachers guys during one such stay), like this response to me asking whether or not some crazy Babble posts (nobody elaborates on the nature of them- I just refer to them as "schized out") were really him or a fake:
"I have no idea. Could be my double personality acting up, pugeye. Everything's like really hazy since I was admitted to the psy ward. It's all a bad dream, pugeye. But I know I still love you, no matter what. So keep on keepin' on. In a couple of years time, I might rent a bike and traverse Americana. Maybe go see u. Might need your real name and address but no hurries, love."
That's some sad shit. Dude had some serious issues and was clearly in a lot of pain. He obviously thought of me as a real friend and would constantly post on OS asking where I was if I went too long without posting. Wish I could have done more but being young and immature, I think I handled it pretty well (I teased him at times but was generally very sympathetic). At least I was someone he could talk to at the time but it makes me feel bad that he and I sort of fell out of touch after he stopped posting on Babble regularly, whenever that was (was never FB friends with him, partly because I didn't join FB until 2013 or so). Pour one out for Patrick, brahskis.