For all the friends here, new or old.. Members here have come and gone, yet each of them leaves a blurred yet clear memory imprinted in our heads. Names merge into one, as do voices, as do words, but their contributions hopefully remain as clear and visible as letters chiselled into stone. Of the many I can remember, who no longer frequent this forum, for good reasons or for bad, or for the supposedly, yet well mentioned and thought of 'unmentionable' - all of them leave a little bit of themselves, some would say their soul, behind in all those who they came into contact with. A hug is what I'd like to give to each one of them right now... virtual or real. Each one of them is special, as is everyone who is still here. But while those current ladies and gents are creating members, which blur and merge and whirl into the little 'SF Folder' in my brain, those who have left are fighting, one could say, for their memories to be recognised ... hence this post. A lot of some of the sweetest, kindest and most adorable people I've ever met, have passed through this place - or I've met elsewhere, but all have had mental health issues. Society needs to become much more openminded towards those with MH problems... Disjointed jottings, I guess this post can be called. It sure seems that way, feels that way to me. I don't want to re-read this, as this odd, yet nice, hazy sort of feeling will leave me. And I like this feeling. A bit spaced out... Mm. Hugs to all who read it, if you can decipher it.