I have been meaning to make a post like this for a few months. Projects kept burying me. Life kept happening. Then I got sick and found that something I had partially suspected confirmed, of someone having not just ghosted me by accident but intentionally so but in a manner that had also meant pretending nothing wrong to my face (but behind my back another matter). Such might not bother me so much except some years ago, the person spoke to me as a friend and said as much to others when I thought something off and I gave distance; so my betrayal traumas had been hit regardless of any intent. It had led me to research the phenomenon called ‘ghostlighting,’ defined as exactly what it sounds to some: ghosting combined with gaslighting, which has become more common online because of the lack of accountability online allows. Nonetheless, such issues are just specks of sand in a beach of grains representing all the problems in the world, and I wish to address these other grains in this post, instead.

I just recently returned from Gary Con, a Roleplaying Game Convention named after Gary Gygax. First and foremost, I want to say that I love Dungeons & Dragons with all of my heart, but anyone who had read some of my past blog posts know I recognize the legacy as not problem free. In kind, Gygax is someone who I am first to say far from problem-free, yet my attendance meant I supported many gamers, including wholesome authors and people of marginalized backgrounds. This experience became a life changing event for me in more ways than I can even do justice with in one or more blog posts. So I will start my summarizing of events I had gone through this past two to three years with this latest happening.