One of the brightest spots in my entire life has just been torn away by a car crash.
I am really, very deeply, not even a little bit okay.
Michael Green was killed in a car crash this morning.
CBC news has some of the details.
It's very likely that very few of you know what our relationship was or what he means to me - as very public people sometimes do, we had a very private connection - but Michael lines my journal like silver. He is, in many ways, why large swaths of it exist and why I have persisted in spite of so much of the pain that has come my way. He lifted me out of darkness. My darling Michael Thomas Green, one of the most important people in my adult life, his care and support, even at such a distance, sometimes have been my only secret weapon against the coming of the night.
I don't know what I'll do now that he's gone. I'm in tears. I'm in shock. I am scraped raw.