On August 18, 2012, I was the driver in car accident with an 18-wheeler in which my girlfriend lost her life. It's never been a secret, and most know the basics as I've never had a problem talking to friends about it. However some don't know about it at all, and while I'll be explaining some portions of it for most of my foreseeable life, this post is in part to help with the struggle of trying to explain to people that probably won't ever really know me.
The intent of this is not to eulogize. I wouldn't do that here, so this is not that. And like that older post, this may also be deleted or moved at some point, as it's far more important than the stuff I normally post here. I know the tone is kind of terse, and I don't mean to come off as ungrateful, I just don't want to be misunderstood.
