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M Become a member Sign in Get started For Alec, Thoughts on Transformative Justice Eileen Mary Holowka Follow Oct 1: 11 min read CW: discussions of suicide, mental health, abuse For those of you who may have histories with suicidal thoughts, I have tried to make this as non-triggering as I can, but it does touch briefly on my brother's mindset in his last few days. Feel free to skip over this post if you need and please never hesitate to reach out to others for support. I've seen so many people pull through to the other side of depression and go on to live beautiful, complex lives. Im so sorry for anyone who feels alone right now. My heart goes out to you with love and care, always. Let me start by making something very clear: I do not support the harassment of anyone, ever. I imagine this post will be used and butchered and repeated as a means to harass people and make politically motivated statements. I ask that anyone inclined to do so carefully consider whether this story is actually yours to take up. What do your words offer the people left mourning and surviving? This is a question that has been spinning in my mind since the day that Alec died. Which parts of this nightmare are my story to tell and which aren't? Which parts of Alec's story is it ethical for me to reveal? If I had a preference, I would have these conversations in private, with loved ones, and far, far away from the dizzying polarities of Twitter. But this conversation is already public and so here I am. My hope is that I can use what I know to change this conversation into something productive and transformative. To be completely frank, I am terrified to post this. I'm scared that people will decide that my years of social media research, game dev work, feminist activism, and support of marginalized individuals will no longer matter. I am scared that I will lose even more than what I've already lost. I'm scared of how this article will be used against my best intentions. But I am also uncomfortable not saying anything, especially after hearing from others who feel like they've lost their voices over the last month. And so I offer up this statement as a plea towards transformative justice and care, going forward. For those who don't know the context, my brother, best friend, and collaborator Alec Holowka committed suicide on the morning of August 31st, 2019, following public accusations of abuse. I have known Alec since the day I was born. We were best friends, through all the worst and best times, and we confided everything to one another. I was always the person he would call to talk to when he was suicidal and, in the last few days of his life, we were phoning and texting constantly. We always understood each other in ways no one else quite got. When I told him about my idea for #ProjectPotato (The Last Winter, as it was going to be called) he understood it instantly. It's hard to imagine another person who would run with those dreams so willingly. One part of me hopes that someday we can finish this project in his honour. Another feels like it would be unfair for it to live on without him. I don't know the details of every moment of Alec's relationships and I am not going to pretend to. I do, however, know much more than might be expected. Alec and I talked about our relationships constantly and, in the days before he died, I was one of the few people helping him write a public statement. Despite the fact that I know some of the more intimate details of these specific relationships and his planned response, I don't think it will do anyone any good to dwell on these specifics publicly. I'm torn between wanting to stay quiet to prevent causing further harm and also wanting to represent Alec's missing voice. What I will say is this: Alec was a victim of abuse that he could not talk about publicly. I believed him when he told me about his experiences and I still do. I also knew Alec to be emotionally abusive. Later in life, he acknowledged this toxic behaviour in his relationships and worked to amend it, as well as to take responsibility for the harm he'd caused. That was all part of the intensive therapy he went through during the production of Night in the Woods, where he was also coping with his own PTSD. If we want to believe survivors, it means that we need to also believe Alec. In trying to formulate a statement in the last few days of his life, Alec was being told that he shouldn't say his perspective publicly, that no one would believe him. He wanted to publicly apologize and take responsibility for the things that he had done, but not for the things he hadn't. There were a number of stories posted over the last month detailing different abusive relationships with Alec. I know that there are likely even more that were not posted. These stories are all true in their own ways, even if they don't always correspond with what was true for Alec. I am not interested in hashing out those details here. This is not a trial, even if punishment follows in the trails of these words, against our best wishes. What seems much more important to me in this moment is what we mean when we say "I believe survivors" and what we choose to do when we are confronted with a narrative of abuse. These narratives deserve care and attention and love, but not immediate action. We can acknowledge, support, and believe survivors without needing to try and 'solve' a situation immediately. In fact, it is likely that more productive solutions will come out of taking consideration, time, and care. Let me be clear: I understand all too well why victims of abuse take to public platforms. I know firsthand how broken the legal system can be. It has failed us in so many ways and we're scrambling to find an alternative. That said, this current system is also deeply broken, because it is not a system at all. There are no rules here, no guidelines, and no accountability. There are no processes for rehabilitation. Although public statements can be very important for empowering those who would otherwise not have had a voice, there are also so many who go missing in these outcries and even more who cannot speak publicly because they will face punishments of further abuse. I would suggest that we begin talking and thinking about how we want to react and respond to public statements as a community and what we aim to achieve through our own shared responses. I was grateful to find this article by Kai Cheng Thom on transformative justice where she describes how we can hold people accountable without also creating more harm. As she writes, "[w]ithout integrity, ethics, good boundaries and a clear plan of action, an accountability process runs the risk of becoming abusive." Although Thom is speaking more about smaller, private communities than public ones, the arguments in this article are still significant to our current situation. Thom is not suggesting that people who speak out about their abuse need to have a plan or solution along with their statement – they deserve to take the space they need – but it does mean that, as a community, we need to make room for actual change to take place in the wake of these accusations. The thing that will continue to break my heart is that Alec was already working on becoming a better person. The last few years with him were very different. He had not been at risk of suicide for years. He had been fighting, extremely hard, to heal both himself and others. He had a new relationship and was blossoming. (She stayed with him until the very end because the person she saw in front of her was good, kind, and deserving of support.) He made mindful efforts to apologize to the people he had hurt over the years. Some accepted and some didn't (and he respected those boundaries). He apologized to me for times he'd caused me harm, and I accepted. He apologized again, to make sure, and from then on I never worried about being hurt by him again. To say he took no steps to get better is to write over a lifetime of change and hard work. It is also doing a great disservice to anyone suffering from mental health disorders. I think of Mae in Night in the Woods and how much players support her, understand her, and empathize with her, while also acknowledging that she can be pretty s-----. I want the complexities we afford Mae to follow us into real life. I want us to be able to be hurt and to mourn and to take care all at the same time, even if these feelings don't always line up. I was surprised not to see any of that nuance and care coming from many of the game devs I once admired, not even the ones who have made games about mental health. The whole response to Alec's death was a shock to me. The day he died, I had to write a post announcing it. I didn't have a choice, I needed to get it out before the grief hit. Since then, I have been continually harassed. I have been criticized for being both not supportive enough of Alec and also not critical enough. I should have tossed him aside and also done more to save him. One or the other but nothing in-between. These responses, however, were mostly easy to ignore. I expected the trolls. It was the responses from people I felt close to and looked up to that hurt the most. The ones who pretended nothing had happened, who wrote long articles days later, who tried to wrap bows around the narrative to fit it into a specific box, who I thought were socially aware but realized were just very good at storytelling. Those hurt the most, even when they had very worthy goals, because I saw how they were perpetuating more harm and silencing even more survivors. We all have a right to our feelings, but when those feelings become public narratives, they gain a kind of power. They become the Truth and, in this case, that Truth wrote over an entire lifetime of work and nuance. To quote Alice Woolley, "when we have the power to judge, and our judgements have consequences, what do we owe one another?" We need to be careful about how we use our narratives, especially when we have large followings and a lot of influence. Over these last few weeks, I've talked to numerous people, particularly women, people with mental health issues, and other marginalized folks, who no longer feel comfortable working in games after seeing the kinds of posts being made in response to Alec's death. I want us to use this moment to move towards a space of mutual understanding, healing, care, and change. To do that, we need to write more nuanced, caring stories. Alec was a beautiful, complex, queer, and wonderfully neurodivergent person. He didn't always understand other people and sometimes the things he did out of confusion could come across as critical or rude. He often needed to be told things very directly and I know not ever yone had the capacity to do that. I didn't for years. Sometimes he actively hurt people. But Alec also cared about people in ways I've rarely seen with anyone else and he was able to funnel that care into pure, emotional wonder: like the songs he wrote for his friends' weddings and our Baba's funeral; his attention to the pain of others and his ability to represent and care for it in his work; or how he could stay up all night having deep empathetic conversations with people in distress and never experience empathy fatigue. Games were everything to Alec. Since he was a kid, he was always making things. He didn’t know how to do anything else. Games were how he communicated. He committed so deeply to this dream that he lived off cereal and odd contract jobs for years while making Aquaria. At the end, he didn't think he would make things ever again and that was the worst nightmare imaginable for him. He didn't know what else he could do. I don't say this because I think it is necessarily the right way to go about living or a healthy mentality to have. Only to say that this is where he was at. He couldn't see any other ending. Here's what I know: Alec's suicide was not an attack against anyone. It was not done to prove a point. I wish I didn't know this, but I do, and it will haunt me forever. People have told me recently that they are angry at Alec, but it is impossible for me to be angry, having been in such close contact with him in his last few days. He was so concerned about everyone around him, how they would be hurt by this, and how he could fix it all. Despite what we tried to tell him, he didn't see a way. Alec's suicide was his decision entirely. It is not helpful to point fingers, we've seen the harm that that can cause. But it would also be a mistake not to use this moment as a chance to reconsider how we want to deal with situations like these in the future. I say this as someone who identifies as both a survivor of abuse anda person with mental health conditions, as well as someone who would have likely also been critical of this kind of statement before experiencing all of these nuances firsthand. The days before Alec died, he was doing nothing except trying to find a way to live. We were working on a statement, something that was true for him, but that would also be believed and accepted. That seemed an impossible line to tow. It still is. People felt pressured to respond on Twitter, so they did. They didn't hear responses from Alec and they took that personally. Those things were not personal, he just wasn't even there yet. We knew a rash statement wouldn't help anyone, but it turned out that not saying anything immediately only made people react faster. I am so glad I got those healthy years with my brother. It was like being a kid again, where anything was possible, as though we were still sitting on my bedroom floor making up stories and TV shows about my stuffed toys. We were collaborating on a game; he was spoiling my parents, apologizing over and over for the years they had spent worrying about him; he was promoting marginalized games creators and publicly discussing LGBTQ+ rights and mental health issues; he was sober, calm, and loving. I know it wasn't always this happy and I understand how hard it can be to support people who have been abusive or who have mental health issues. Sometimes you need to set boundaries. Sometimes you need to cut ties. I don't want to claim otherwise and I don't blame anyone who needed that space from Alec. But, when we have the capacity, we need to begin having conversations about how we can make space to care about both victims of abuse and people with mental health issues who have been abusive, especially when these categories so often cross over. We need to learn to inhabit these complexities if we hope to survive in such a complex world. After years of researching and writing about social media, chronic illnesses, and trauma narratives, I'm suddenly overwhelmed by how little I know and how wrong it would be to pretend to know more than I do. Everything happened faster than it needed to. That's how Twitter works. I wish I could slow down that time or reverse it, but I can't. My brother, my best friend, is dead. He worked so hard to survive and improve on himself and then he was gone, written over. I woke up and texted him an hour too late for him to see. And now all that I have left to do is to write. How terribly insufficient that feels. RAINN Sexual Assault Hotline: https://rainn.org/about-national-sexual- assault-telephone-hotline? ga=2.35874979.228180917.1569443014- 1017925707.1569443014 Suicide Prevention Lifeline: https://suicidepreventionlifeline.org Mental Health Alec Holowka Transformative Justice Social Media Indie Game 1K claps WRITTEN BY Eileen Mary Holowka Follow phd student, writer, feminist, game dev. lives with a gecko, cat, & endometriosis. researching online chronic pain life writing. Make Medium yours Discover Medium Become a member Follow all the topics you care about, and we'll deliver the Get unlimited access to the best stories on Medium – and Welcome to a place where words matter. On Medium, best stories for you to your homepage and inbox. Explore smart voices and original ideas take center stage - with no support writers while you're at it. Just $5/month. Upgrade ads in sight. Watch Medium About Help Legal
M Become a member Sign in Get started For Alec, Thoughts on Transformative Justice Eileen Mary Holowka Follow Oct 1: 11 min read CW: discussions of suicide, mental health, abuse For those of you who may have histories with suicidal thoughts, I have tried to make this as non-triggering as I can, but it does touch briefly on my brother's mindset in his last few days. Feel free to skip over this post if you need and please never hesitate to reach out to others for support. I've seen so many people pull through to the other side of depression and go on to live beautiful, complex lives. Im so sorry for anyone who feels alone right now. My heart goes out to you with love and care, always. Let me start by making something very clear: I do not support the harassment of anyone, ever. I imagine this post will be used and butchered and repeated as a means to harass people and make politically motivated statements. I ask that anyone inclined to do so carefully consider whether this story is actually yours to take up. What do your words offer the people left mourning and surviving? This is a question that has been spinning in my mind since the day that Alec died. Which parts of this nightmare are my story to tell and which aren't? Which parts of Alec's story is it ethical for me to reveal? If I had a preference, I would have these conversations in private, with loved ones, and far, far away from the dizzying polarities of Twitter. But this conversation is already public and so here I am. My hope is that I can use what I know to change this conversation into something productive and transformative. To be completely frank, I am terrified to post this. I'm scared that people will decide that my years of social media research, game dev work, feminist activism, and support of marginalized individuals will no longer matter. I am scared that I will lose even more than what I've already lost. I'm scared of how this article will be used against my best intentions. But I am also uncomfortable not saying anything, especially after hearing from others who feel like they've lost their voices over the last month. And so I offer up this statement as a plea towards transformative justice and care, going forward. For those who don't know the context, my brother, best friend, and collaborator Alec Holowka committed suicide on the morning of August 31st, 2019, following public accusations of abuse. I have known Alec since the day I was born. We were best friends, through all the worst and best times, and we confided everything to one another. I was always the person he would call to talk to when he was suicidal and, in the last few days of his life, we were phoning and texting constantly. We always understood each other in ways no one else quite got. When I told him about my idea for #ProjectPotato (The Last Winter, as it was going to be called) he understood it instantly. It's hard to imagine another person who would run with those dreams so willingly. One part of me hopes that someday we can finish this project in his honour. Another feels like it would be unfair for it to live on without him. I don't know the details of every moment of Alec's relationships and I am not going to pretend to. I do, however, know much more than might be expected. Alec and I talked about our relationships constantly and, in the days before he died, I was one of the few people helping him write a public statement. Despite the fact that I know some of the more intimate details of these specific relationships and his planned response, I don't think it will do anyone any good to dwell on these specifics publicly. I'm torn between wanting to stay quiet to prevent causing further harm and also wanting to represent Alec's missing voice. What I will say is this: Alec was a victim of abuse that he could not talk about publicly. I believed him when he told me about his experiences and I still do. I also knew Alec to be emotionally abusive. Later in life, he acknowledged this toxic behaviour in his relationships and worked to amend it, as well as to take responsibility for the harm he'd caused. That was all part of the intensive therapy he went through during the production of Night in the Woods, where he was also coping with his own PTSD. If we want to believe survivors, it means that we need to also believe Alec. In trying to formulate a statement in the last few days of his life, Alec was being told that he shouldn't say his perspective publicly, that no one would believe him. He wanted to publicly apologize and take responsibility for the things that he had done, but not for the things he hadn't. There were a number of stories posted over the last month detailing different abusive relationships with Alec. I know that there are likely even more that were not posted. These stories are all true in their own ways, even if they don't always correspond with what was true for Alec. I am not interested in hashing out those details here. This is not a trial, even if punishment follows in the trails of these words, against our best wishes. What seems much more important to me in this moment is what we mean when we say "I believe survivors" and what we choose to do when we are confronted with a narrative of abuse. These narratives deserve care and attention and love, but not immediate action. We can acknowledge, support, and believe survivors without needing to try and 'solve' a situation immediately. In fact, it is likely that more productive solutions will come out of taking consideration, time, and care. Let me be clear: I understand all too well why victims of abuse take to public platforms. I know firsthand how broken the legal system can be. It has failed us in so many ways and we're scrambling to find an alternative. That said, this current system is also deeply broken, because it is not a system at all. There are no rules here, no guidelines, and no accountability. There are no processes for rehabilitation. Although public statements can be very important for empowering those who would otherwise not have had a voice, there are also so many who go missing in these outcries and even more who cannot speak publicly because they will face punishments of further abuse. I would suggest that we begin talking and thinking about how we want to react and respond to public statements as a community and what we aim to achieve through our own shared responses. I was grateful to find this article by Kai Cheng Thom on transformative justice where she describes how we can hold people accountable without also creating more harm. As she writes, "[w]ithout integrity, ethics, good boundaries and a clear plan of action, an accountability process runs the risk of becoming abusive." Although Thom is speaking more about smaller, private communities than public ones, the arguments in this article are still significant to our current situation. Thom is not suggesting that people who speak out about their abuse need to have a plan or solution along with their statement – they deserve to take the space they need – but it does mean that, as a community, we need to make room for actual change to take place in the wake of these accusations. The thing that will continue to break my heart is that Alec was already working on becoming a better person. The last few years with him were very different. He had not been at risk of suicide for years. He had been fighting, extremely hard, to heal both himself and others. He had a new relationship and was blossoming. (She stayed with him until the very end because the person she saw in front of her was good, kind, and deserving of support.) He made mindful efforts to apologize to the people he had hurt over the years. Some accepted and some didn't (and he respected those boundaries). He apologized to me for times he'd caused me harm, and I accepted. He apologized again, to make sure, and from then on I never worried about being hurt by him again. To say he took no steps to get better is to write over a lifetime of change and hard work. It is also doing a great disservice to anyone suffering from mental health disorders. I think of Mae in Night in the Woods and how much players support her, understand her, and empathize with her, while also acknowledging that she can be pretty s-----. I want the complexities we afford Mae to follow us into real life. I want us to be able to be hurt and to mourn and to take care all at the same time, even if these feelings don't always line up. I was surprised not to see any of that nuance and care coming from many of the game devs I once admired, not even the ones who have made games about mental health. The whole response to Alec's death was a shock to me. The day he died, I had to write a post announcing it. I didn't have a choice, I needed to get it out before the grief hit. Since then, I have been continually harassed. I have been criticized for being both not supportive enough of Alec and also not critical enough. I should have tossed him aside and also done more to save him. One or the other but nothing in-between. These responses, however, were mostly easy to ignore. I expected the trolls. It was the responses from people I felt close to and looked up to that hurt the most. The ones who pretended nothing had happened, who wrote long articles days later, who tried to wrap bows around the narrative to fit it into a specific box, who I thought were socially aware but realized were just very good at storytelling. Those hurt the most, even when they had very worthy goals, because I saw how they were perpetuating more harm and silencing even more survivors. We all have a right to our feelings, but when those feelings become public narratives, they gain a kind of power. They become the Truth and, in this case, that Truth wrote over an entire lifetime of work and nuance. To quote Alice Woolley, "when we have the power to judge, and our judgements have consequences, what do we owe one another?" We need to be careful about how we use our narratives, especially when we have large followings and a lot of influence. Over these last few weeks, I've talked to numerous people, particularly women, people with mental health issues, and other marginalized folks, who no longer feel comfortable working in games after seeing the kinds of posts being made in response to Alec's death. I want us to use this moment to move towards a space of mutual understanding, healing, care, and change. To do that, we need to write more nuanced, caring stories. Alec was a beautiful, complex, queer, and wonderfully neurodivergent person. He didn't always understand other people and sometimes the things he did out of confusion could come across as critical or rude. He often needed to be told things very directly and I know not ever yone had the capacity to do that. I didn't for years. Sometimes he actively hurt people. But Alec also cared about people in ways I've rarely seen with anyone else and he was able to funnel that care into pure, emotional wonder: like the songs he wrote for his friends' weddings and our Baba's funeral; his attention to the pain of others and his ability to represent and care for it in his work; or how he could stay up all night having deep empathetic conversations with people in distress and never experience empathy fatigue. Games were everything to Alec. Since he was a kid, he was always making things. He didn’t know how to do anything else. Games were how he communicated. He committed so deeply to this dream that he lived off cereal and odd contract jobs for years while making Aquaria. At the end, he didn't think he would make things ever again and that was the worst nightmare imaginable for him. He didn't know what else he could do. I don't say this because I think it is necessarily the right way to go about living or a healthy mentality to have. Only to say that this is where he was at. He couldn't see any other ending. Here's what I know: Alec's suicide was not an attack against anyone. It was not done to prove a point. I wish I didn't know this, but I do, and it will haunt me forever. People have told me recently that they are angry at Alec, but it is impossible for me to be angry, having been in such close contact with him in his last few days. He was so concerned about everyone around him, how they would be hurt by this, and how he could fix it all. Despite what we tried to tell him, he didn't see a way. Alec's suicide was his decision entirely. It is not helpful to point fingers, we've seen the harm that that can cause. But it would also be a mistake not to use this moment as a chance to reconsider how we want to deal with situations like these in the future. I say this as someone who identifies as both a survivor of abuse anda person with mental health conditions, as well as someone who would have likely also been critical of this kind of statement before experiencing all of these nuances firsthand. The days before Alec died, he was doing nothing except trying to find a way to live. We were working on a statement, something that was true for him, but that would also be believed and accepted. That seemed an impossible line to tow. It still is. People felt pressured to respond on Twitter, so they did. They didn't hear responses from Alec and they took that personally. Those things were not personal, he just wasn't even there yet. We knew a rash statement wouldn't help anyone, but it turned out that not saying anything immediately only made people react faster. I am so glad I got those healthy years with my brother. It was like being a kid again, where anything was possible, as though we were still sitting on my bedroom floor making up stories and TV shows about my stuffed toys. We were collaborating on a game; he was spoiling my parents, apologizing over and over for the years they had spent worrying about him; he was promoting marginalized games creators and publicly discussing LGBTQ+ rights and mental health issues; he was sober, calm, and loving. I know it wasn't always this happy and I understand how hard it can be to support people who have been abusive or who have mental health issues. Sometimes you need to set boundaries. Sometimes you need to cut ties. I don't want to claim otherwise and I don't blame anyone who needed that space from Alec. But, when we have the capacity, we need to begin having conversations about how we can make space to care about both victims of abuse and people with mental health issues who have been abusive, especially when these categories so often cross over. We need to learn to inhabit these complexities if we hope to survive in such a complex world. After years of researching and writing about social media, chronic illnesses, and trauma narratives, I'm suddenly overwhelmed by how little I know and how wrong it would be to pretend to know more than I do. Everything happened faster than it needed to. That's how Twitter works. I wish I could slow down that time or reverse it, but I can't. My brother, my best friend, is dead. He worked so hard to survive and improve on himself and then he was gone, written over. I woke up and texted him an hour too late for him to see. And now all that I have left to do is to write. How terribly insufficient that feels. RAINN Sexual Assault Hotline: https://rainn.org/about-national-sexual- assault-telephone-hotline? ga=2.35874979.228180917.1569443014- 1017925707.1569443014 Suicide Prevention Lifeline: https://suicidepreventionlifeline.org Mental Health Alec Holowka Transformative Justice Social Media Indie Game 1K claps WRITTEN BY Eileen Mary Holowka Follow phd student, writer, feminist, game dev. lives with a gecko, cat, & endometriosis. researching online chronic pain life writing. Make Medium yours Discover Medium Become a member Follow all the topics you care about, and we'll deliver the Get unlimited access to the best stories on Medium – and Welcome to a place where words matter. On Medium, best stories for you to your homepage and inbox. Explore smart voices and original ideas take center stage - with no support writers while you're at it. Just $5/month. Upgrade ads in sight. Watch Medium About Help Legal

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official-mugi Oh f---. Zoe Quinn accused the creator in Night in the Woods of sexual harassment so she could get back in the public eye and he killed himself official-mugi And cue resetera calling him a coward for killing himself cowardy insead of warking towards forgvness he has jat made everyone he hurt ves mach warse, not to maron the lives of the people who lved him official-mugi <#434 8 minutes ago manchego obfuscator sald: He deserved a chance, yes, aftersome time had passed and ifthe people he wronged chose to forgive him. You can't seriously claim that he was denied that chance when he was only outed as an abuser for the first time less than a week ago. Quantza Member whether you realize it or not, this is tantamount to saying that those who came forward should have kept their mouths shut and left it to whisper networks The issue is that something otherwise harmless (the emotion and language directed at him in response to his actions) ended up killing him. People need learn explanation/nuance, or nothing will change. educate those that they hate, with varying degrees of Remember, the word and emotions directed at you are harmless. official-mugi 11 minutes ago #845 There are many deaths that I'm prepared to celebrate, but this isn't one of them. Huge tragedy all around. For Zoe, for Alec and for all their family and friends. I want victims to speak up, I want the victims to be supported, I want the abusers to assume responsibility for what they've done, but I don't want things to end like this. This is just yet another terrible thing that the people around both victim and abuser will have to carry with them for the rest of their lives, and nothing has gotten better because of it. hjort Member Rational people over at resetera official-mugi 38 minutes ago 957 dehydratedbables sald: This is the second thread in recent memory on this forum with pages of people calling someone a p------------" and then days later that "p------------ commits suicide. Snowybreak Stop acting surprised when people kill themselves after being told they're an irredeemable p------------. There are plenty of people who have done s--- like this, and who have been called out on it who are still alive. This whole situation is f------ tragic, but condemning people for passing judgment on someone based on the actions they had committed is f------ idiotic. Wrote this up when you were not banned, but held off on posting it because I'm terrible about immediate responses. Now that you are banned, I have no reservations about my response. Unironically trying to justify his suicide in the name social justice judgingeternity This is after all the site that got trickle down of stupid from NeoGaf after a major admin was outed for sex crimes or some s---. Everyone there is a vaguely functional moron in a filtered bubble of their own stupidity. judgingeternity This is after all the site that got trickle down of stupid from NeoGaf after a major admin was outed for sex crimes or some s---. Everyone there is a vaguely functional moron in a filtered bubble of their own stupidity. siryouarebeingmocked I like how unproven accusations and attacks made to ruin his rep are "otherwise harmless" and assumed true. Also, notice how Snowy talks about people "passing judgement" and not the actual actions they took as a result of that judgement. Deflect, downplay, deny. Standard ideologue tactics. @gamergate-news, you seeing this? phantom-thief-of-hearts The more I see of this the more pure fury I feel towards everyone who had a part in this.
official-mugi Oh f---. Zoe Quinn accused the creator in Night in the Woods of sexual harassment so she could get back in the public eye and he killed himself official-mugi And cue resetera calling him a coward for killing himself cowardy insead of warking towards forgvness he has jat made everyone he hurt ves mach warse, not to maron the lives of the people who lved him official-mugi <#434 8 minutes ago manchego obfuscator sald: He deserved a chance, yes, aftersome time had passed and ifthe people he wronged chose to forgive him. You can't seriously claim that he was denied that chance when he was only outed as an abuser for the first time less than a week ago. Quantza Member whether you realize it or not, this is tantamount to saying that those who came forward should have kept their mouths shut and left it to whisper networks The issue is that something otherwise harmless (the emotion and language directed at him in response to his actions) ended up killing him. People need learn explanation/nuance, or nothing will change. educate those that they hate, with varying degrees of Remember, the word and emotions directed at you are harmless. official-mugi 11 minutes ago #845 There are many deaths that I'm prepared to celebrate, but this isn't one of them. Huge tragedy all around. For Zoe, for Alec and for all their family and friends. I want victims to speak up, I want the victims to be supported, I want the abusers to assume responsibility for what they've done, but I don't want things to end like this. This is just yet another terrible thing that the people around both victim and abuser will have to carry with them for the rest of their lives, and nothing has gotten better because of it. hjort Member Rational people over at resetera official-mugi 38 minutes ago 957 dehydratedbables sald: This is the second thread in recent memory on this forum with pages of people calling someone a p------------" and then days later that "p------------ commits suicide. Snowybreak Stop acting surprised when people kill themselves after being told they're an irredeemable p------------. There are plenty of people who have done s--- like this, and who have been called out on it who are still alive. This whole situation is f------ tragic, but condemning people for passing judgment on someone based on the actions they had committed is f------ idiotic. Wrote this up when you were not banned, but held off on posting it because I'm terrible about immediate responses. Now that you are banned, I have no reservations about my response. Unironically trying to justify his suicide in the name social justice judgingeternity This is after all the site that got trickle down of stupid from NeoGaf after a major admin was outed for sex crimes or some s---. Everyone there is a vaguely functional moron in a filtered bubble of their own stupidity. judgingeternity This is after all the site that got trickle down of stupid from NeoGaf after a major admin was outed for sex crimes or some s---. Everyone there is a vaguely functional moron in a filtered bubble of their own stupidity. siryouarebeingmocked I like how unproven accusations and attacks made to ruin his rep are "otherwise harmless" and assumed true. Also, notice how Snowy talks about people "passing judgement" and not the actual actions they took as a result of that judgement. Deflect, downplay, deny. Standard ideologue tactics. @gamergate-news, you seeing this? phantom-thief-of-hearts The more I see of this the more pure fury I feel towards everyone who had a part in this.

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i'm not sure if alec holowka's suicide is still relevant but i just felt like posting this thing that i found yesterday here (CLG wiki is a wiki dedicated to describing the logos you see before movies and at the end of tv shows, it's weirder then you think)

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Marvel Comics Writer Zoe Quinn's Allegations Against Alec Holowka Called Into Question by New Evidence of Inconsistencies in Initial Claims Spencer Baculi o September 11, 2019 While Marvel and Vertigo author Zoe Quinn is currently taking a break from public social media following her allegations against and the subsequent suicide death of Alec Holowka, a new analysis of her allegations brings the veracity of her statements into question. While many people familiar with Quinn's history of duplicity were initially highly skeptical of the allegations, reporter Anna Slatz at The Post Millenial was the first to report on the inconsistencies in an article titled Zoe Quinn's allegations are falling apart. In her report, Slatz cross-references Quinn's allegations with her current Twitter feed, allegedly provided to her by "a source with access to Quinn's locked Twitter account" and found multiple tweets which contradict claims made by Quinn. (Related: Several High-Profile Game Developers Accused of Abuse and Sexual Assault) As discovered by Slatz, the contradictions are as follows: o Quinn initially claimed that Holowka "had physically confined me to [his apartment]" while he "slowly isolated [her] from everyone else in my life" and "wouldn't let [her] leave the apartment without him." Tweets from this time indicate that she was not only in regular contact with multiple people, but also regularly visiting locations outside of the apartment, such as a fabric store and a coffee shop, and multiple public indie-game-developer meetups with other developers. o Quinn initially claimed that Holowka "kept putting off the agreed plane ticket home," resulting in Quinn accepting "help getting out" from her roommate. Her Twitter feed indicates that Quinn was aware of her departure at least 10 days prior and was interested in meeting up with friends upon her return to Toronto. o Upon her sudden "escape," Quinn claimed that Holowka "barely looked at [her] as [she] left". Tweets made on the day of said departure reveal that she was, in fact, engaged in last minute "crunch" with Holowka on their game It's Not Okay Cupid immediately prior to her flight. Facebook conversations between Quinn and Eron Gjoni, Quinn's ex-boyfriend and author of the now infamous Zoe Post, have also surfaced which show Quinn wishing to take "vengeance" against a "man [she] ostensibly loved" was Quinn's motive for furthering her career in the games industry, with the desire to "get high up so [she] could tear it down." These messages have since been verified by Gjoni. (Related: Marvel Comics Hires Zoe Quinn to Write Hellcat Story) While these discrepancies, as Slatz states, are not "exculpatory," they "reveal that Zoe Quinn is no way credible." Though others in the indie game scene have come forward with their own stories regarding Holowka, Quinn's allegations appear to have been aired in a way to specifically appeal to mob justice, with little regard to the public backlash that would have undeniably followed and, as these inconsistencies show, Holowka's presumption of innocence. With each development regarding these allegations, Quinn continues to rapidly lose her credibility. (Related: DC Comics Writer Zoe Quinn Attempts to Excuse Antifa Assault On Reporter Andy Ngo) As of writing, Quinn has not publicly responded to the evidence presented in Slatz's article. As of writing, Quinn has not publicly responded to the evidence presented in Slatz's article.
Marvel Comics Writer Zoe Quinn's Allegations Against Alec Holowka Called Into Question by New Evidence of Inconsistencies in Initial Claims Spencer Baculi o September 11, 2019 While Marvel and Vertigo author Zoe Quinn is currently taking a break from public social media following her allegations against and the subsequent suicide death of Alec Holowka, a new analysis of her allegations brings the veracity of her statements into question. While many people familiar with Quinn's history of duplicity were initially highly skeptical of the allegations, reporter Anna Slatz at The Post Millenial was the first to report on the inconsistencies in an article titled Zoe Quinn's allegations are falling apart. In her report, Slatz cross-references Quinn's allegations with her current Twitter feed, allegedly provided to her by "a source with access to Quinn's locked Twitter account" and found multiple tweets which contradict claims made by Quinn. (Related: Several High-Profile Game Developers Accused of Abuse and Sexual Assault) As discovered by Slatz, the contradictions are as follows: o Quinn initially claimed that Holowka "had physically confined me to [his apartment]" while he "slowly isolated [her] from everyone else in my life" and "wouldn't let [her] leave the apartment without him." Tweets from this time indicate that she was not only in regular contact with multiple people, but also regularly visiting locations outside of the apartment, such as a fabric store and a coffee shop, and multiple public indie-game-developer meetups with other developers. o Quinn initially claimed that Holowka "kept putting off the agreed plane ticket home," resulting in Quinn accepting "help getting out" from her roommate. Her Twitter feed indicates that Quinn was aware of her departure at least 10 days prior and was interested in meeting up with friends upon her return to Toronto. o Upon her sudden "escape," Quinn claimed that Holowka "barely looked at [her] as [she] left". Tweets made on the day of said departure reveal that she was, in fact, engaged in last minute "crunch" with Holowka on their game It's Not Okay Cupid immediately prior to her flight. Facebook conversations between Quinn and Eron Gjoni, Quinn's ex-boyfriend and author of the now infamous Zoe Post, have also surfaced which show Quinn wishing to take "vengeance" against a "man [she] ostensibly loved" was Quinn's motive for furthering her career in the games industry, with the desire to "get high up so [she] could tear it down." These messages have since been verified by Gjoni. (Related: Marvel Comics Hires Zoe Quinn to Write Hellcat Story) While these discrepancies, as Slatz states, are not "exculpatory," they "reveal that Zoe Quinn is no way credible." Though others in the indie game scene have come forward with their own stories regarding Holowka, Quinn's allegations appear to have been aired in a way to specifically appeal to mob justice, with little regard to the public backlash that would have undeniably followed and, as these inconsistencies show, Holowka's presumption of innocence. With each development regarding these allegations, Quinn continues to rapidly lose her credibility. (Related: DC Comics Writer Zoe Quinn Attempts to Excuse Antifa Assault On Reporter Andy Ngo) As of writing, Quinn has not publicly responded to the evidence presented in Slatz's article. As of writing, Quinn has not publicly responded to the evidence presented in Slatz's article.

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Yet another statement from Scott Benson via Kickstarter

KICKSTARTER Update #102- Alec Posted by Infinite Fall View on Kickstarter Sep 6, 2019 NITW O For backers only this post and/or the post linked will contain discussion of suicide, sexual abuse, abuse in general, death, just all kinds of horrible things. Alec died last weekend. We found out via twitter, which seems appropriate as that's how I first met Alec. We don't have any other info to share here about it. I covered most things pretty thoroughly in our last update. There was no dramatic moment we were involved in after that. We just found out the next day that he was gone. The people near Alec tried very hard to keep him alive. Bethany and I weren't in Alec's immediate support group, and indeed when the allegations came out and approached him about them he quickly disappeared. But others he was close to fought very hard, because they loved him. In the Alec was the only one who could make decisions for Alec. As I discussed in the last update, my relationship with Alec was very complicated. My time with him was sometimes good, sometimes very hard, sometimes actively harmful. People ask me how I feel and what I feel is angry. Just angry. I'm angry at how last week went. I'm angry at what Alec did to others, and to me. I'm angry with how he handled it. I'm angry that we're left to clean up a mess he left behind. I'm angry we've had to deal with this in public, and that we've been made such a focus of this story. I'm angry with Alec. For a lot of reasons I'm angry with Alec. And I'm angry he's gone. I wrote a very personal and very angry thing about my relationship with Alec, and about his abusive patterns that repeated in ways I never knew about until the past 10 days. It's something of a closer and more personal, unredacted version of some things I wrote last update. It also contains some secret history of NITW development that you never knew about, and how that fit into his patterns. It's not a particularly rosy image of Alec, but it's at least honest as far as my experience with him goes and that's the best I can do. It was painful to write. It's painful to link to. But you deserve to see it if you want to. I wrote it because I needed to get it out, and because I know several people who wanted to talk about their similar experiences with Alec but fear doing so in public. So I stepped up I guess. I also wrote it for people that may find themselves in this same situation, as I had been several times even before I met Alec Since his death I've talked to... geez, I don 't know how many people about him. People who knew him 15 years ago, people who knew him 2 weeks ago, and everywhere in between. Many of us were surprised the things we experienced with him weren't unique to us, and had indeed started long before with others. Alec was doing the things he did going back a very, very long time. And I'm heartbroken about this. And I've talked to dozens of people who have experienced all these things with other people. There are so many of us. Bethany and I aren't especially sentimental about death. I think just because we've both seen so much of it in our lives. Death and ruin, often in very sad ways. I don't have a lot of great examples in my life of people dying peacefully in their sleep. Suicides, car crashes, drug overdoes, accidents. From a young age, when the kid down the street drowned in the creek behind our neighborhood and I showed the rescue teams where they might find him. For a long time his mother wouldn't clean the window that held a single handprint he left behind. I remember slowly understanding what that meant at age 9. After a while you get a bit less sensitive to the shock is what I'm saying. I'm not at grief yet. Grief will come without warning some afternoon in 2 months when I'm installing baseboards in the house and I suddenly buckle and cry hard for an hour. All this to say that Bethany and I don't tend to talk about dead friends and family as if they're still there with us, hurt by what we night reveal. We save that consideration for the family. I've wanted to be honest about Alec. And that honesty is sometimes harsh Alec struggled with his mental health. I was open about that, admirably. And some of the more difficult aspects of him can be attributed in some way to those things he struggled with. He also did harm to a good number of people, harm that doesn't need any mental health struggle to create it. He could also be really great. It depends on who you were and how/when you knew him. I'm certain many people remember Alec as a sweet and gentle guy. I know that many people remember Alec as a tormentor. Was Alec "good"? People are complicated. I don't know if I'm "good". What's "good"? Alec was loved by his family and many others. Those people are the ones left hurting now. A lot of people have a hard time grasping that you can care about someone and also be angry at them for what they did to you and others. That you can be honest about what they did to you while still wanting them to be better. I'm angry as hell at Alec. I had a painful history with him, and a distant present. But losing him still hurts. Because he meant something. The pain is a sign it all meant something. To quote Mae, I want this to hurt. It's going to hurt for a while this post I won't be checking comments soon. I'm at a point right now where I can talk about it but not to where I can engage people about it. Just writing this stuff at all is hard, hard work right now, let alone fielding questions and comments. We'll be back and have more to say in our next update, when we have some distance on this. Final thoughts: if you're in an abusive situation, whether at work or in a relationship, we stand with you. If you are wrestling with mental health issues, we also stand with you. We've certainly been there. We stand with you, for what that is worth. If you're having suicidal ideas, there are resources out there for you. People who will talk with you. No matter what you've done, no matter how hopeless it seems. A quick google will give you crisis hotlines and other resources available in your area. Don't hesitate if you need them. They literally exist to help you. Please stick around. Thanks everyone. Here's to better days, and to life. -scott PS- thanks to the team at the NITW subreddit who have been handling this all amazingly well, and have been a resource I have pointed people to if they want to understand this whole thing. i also know that for a long time someone has been posting these kickstarter updates there. thank you for doing that, you sneak. in the past week i have been unbelievably grateful for you. Show support and stay involved -let Infinite Fall know you read this update. or Comment Like Don't want to receive updates from this project? 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KICKSTARTER Update #102- Alec Posted by Infinite Fall View on Kickstarter Sep 6, 2019 NITW O For backers only this post and/or the post linked will contain discussion of suicide, sexual abuse, abuse in general, death, just all kinds of horrible things. Alec died last weekend. We found out via twitter, which seems appropriate as that's how I first met Alec. We don't have any other info to share here about it. I covered most things pretty thoroughly in our last update. There was no dramatic moment we were involved in after that. We just found out the next day that he was gone. The people near Alec tried very hard to keep him alive. Bethany and I weren't in Alec's immediate support group, and indeed when the allegations came out and approached him about them he quickly disappeared. But others he was close to fought very hard, because they loved him. In the Alec was the only one who could make decisions for Alec. As I discussed in the last update, my relationship with Alec was very complicated. My time with him was sometimes good, sometimes very hard, sometimes actively harmful. People ask me how I feel and what I feel is angry. Just angry. I'm angry at how last week went. I'm angry at what Alec did to others, and to me. I'm angry with how he handled it. I'm angry that we're left to clean up a mess he left behind. I'm angry we've had to deal with this in public, and that we've been made such a focus of this story. I'm angry with Alec. For a lot of reasons I'm angry with Alec. And I'm angry he's gone. I wrote a very personal and very angry thing about my relationship with Alec, and about his abusive patterns that repeated in ways I never knew about until the past 10 days. It's something of a closer and more personal, unredacted version of some things I wrote last update. It also contains some secret history of NITW development that you never knew about, and how that fit into his patterns. It's not a particularly rosy image of Alec, but it's at least honest as far as my experience with him goes and that's the best I can do. It was painful to write. It's painful to link to. But you deserve to see it if you want to. I wrote it because I needed to get it out, and because I know several people who wanted to talk about their similar experiences with Alec but fear doing so in public. So I stepped up I guess. I also wrote it for people that may find themselves in this same situation, as I had been several times even before I met Alec Since his death I've talked to... geez, I don 't know how many people about him. People who knew him 15 years ago, people who knew him 2 weeks ago, and everywhere in between. Many of us were surprised the things we experienced with him weren't unique to us, and had indeed started long before with others. Alec was doing the things he did going back a very, very long time. And I'm heartbroken about this. And I've talked to dozens of people who have experienced all these things with other people. There are so many of us. Bethany and I aren't especially sentimental about death. I think just because we've both seen so much of it in our lives. Death and ruin, often in very sad ways. I don't have a lot of great examples in my life of people dying peacefully in their sleep. Suicides, car crashes, drug overdoes, accidents. From a young age, when the kid down the street drowned in the creek behind our neighborhood and I showed the rescue teams where they might find him. For a long time his mother wouldn't clean the window that held a single handprint he left behind. I remember slowly understanding what that meant at age 9. After a while you get a bit less sensitive to the shock is what I'm saying. I'm not at grief yet. Grief will come without warning some afternoon in 2 months when I'm installing baseboards in the house and I suddenly buckle and cry hard for an hour. All this to say that Bethany and I don't tend to talk about dead friends and family as if they're still there with us, hurt by what we night reveal. We save that consideration for the family. I've wanted to be honest about Alec. And that honesty is sometimes harsh Alec struggled with his mental health. I was open about that, admirably. And some of the more difficult aspects of him can be attributed in some way to those things he struggled with. He also did harm to a good number of people, harm that doesn't need any mental health struggle to create it. He could also be really great. It depends on who you were and how/when you knew him. I'm certain many people remember Alec as a sweet and gentle guy. I know that many people remember Alec as a tormentor. Was Alec "good"? People are complicated. I don't know if I'm "good". What's "good"? Alec was loved by his family and many others. Those people are the ones left hurting now. A lot of people have a hard time grasping that you can care about someone and also be angry at them for what they did to you and others. That you can be honest about what they did to you while still wanting them to be better. I'm angry as hell at Alec. I had a painful history with him, and a distant present. But losing him still hurts. Because he meant something. The pain is a sign it all meant something. To quote Mae, I want this to hurt. It's going to hurt for a while this post I won't be checking comments soon. I'm at a point right now where I can talk about it but not to where I can engage people about it. Just writing this stuff at all is hard, hard work right now, let alone fielding questions and comments. We'll be back and have more to say in our next update, when we have some distance on this. Final thoughts: if you're in an abusive situation, whether at work or in a relationship, we stand with you. If you are wrestling with mental health issues, we also stand with you. We've certainly been there. We stand with you, for what that is worth. If you're having suicidal ideas, there are resources out there for you. People who will talk with you. No matter what you've done, no matter how hopeless it seems. A quick google will give you crisis hotlines and other resources available in your area. Don't hesitate if you need them. They literally exist to help you. Please stick around. Thanks everyone. Here's to better days, and to life. -scott PS- thanks to the team at the NITW subreddit who have been handling this all amazingly well, and have been a resource I have pointed people to if they want to understand this whole thing. i also know that for a long time someone has been posting these kickstarter updates there. thank you for doing that, you sneak. in the past week i have been unbelievably grateful for you. Show support and stay involved -let Infinite Fall know you read this update. or Comment Like Don't want to receive updates from this project? 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Eron Gjoni's take on the situation

Eron Gjoni Follow @erongj Indie-dev scene 2014: How dare you make public accusations against an industry professional?! Me: oh... I thought that was what you guys-- well.. ok I guess : Indie-dev scene 2019: Hey let's all make public accusations against industry professionals! Me: 6:57 AM -6 Sep 2019 98 Retweets 261 Likes 16 ti 98 261
Eron Gjoni Follow @erongj Indie-dev scene 2014: How dare you make public accusations against an industry professional?! Me: oh... I thought that was what you guys-- well.. ok I guess : Indie-dev scene 2019: Hey let's all make public accusations against industry professionals! Me: 6:57 AM -6 Sep 2019 98 Retweets 261 Likes 16 ti 98 261

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More from Scott Benson about his experiences with Alec Holowka

Alec Alec Holowka died last week. This came after a week in which several revelations about his past and present actions came to light, from several sources. Allegations of sexual and emotional abuse, of fits of violence, of additional misconduct towards those who now worked for him. I had no issue believing them. I still believe them. And not just out of some principle. I'm not one to just make a snap judgement about someone I've known for 6 years. The reason I believe the many allegations has roots that go back those entire 6 years. I want to talk about those 6 years now. I won't discuss too many specifics of the allegations others have made against Alec. Those aren't my stories to tell. I have my own story. There's a hole in my life where he was until not very long ago. My relationship with Alec was complicated. He was, depending on when you asked, my friend, my collaborator, a nightmare, the origin of my PTSD, and the reason I was in therapy. Sometimes all of those at the same time. There are several people who could say the exact same thing about him. Too many, I'm finding out My time with Alec was very public in a lot of ways. Which is to say just about all anyone knows about it is what was put online at some point. In a tweet, in a video of a talk, in a podcast. But online is just that- it's online. The vast majority of life, of our relationships, the things we do to one another, most of that never makes it onto a screen for a stranger to pick through, to respond to, to form an image with. We end up with these snapshots of personalities and events, most of which barely correspond to the whole reality of a person or the things they fill their lives with. None of that s an original observation. And it's easy to blame that on the internet. But real life has a way of being this way too, often tragically. In June of 2013 I was a typical struggling freelance animator, designer, and artist. Alec saw my tweets, which he thought were funny, and my animations, which I guess he thought were funny as well. He got in touch and asked if l'd ever wanted to make a video game. And of course I had. We spoke for the first time that very night. We talked about what we considered interesting indie games during what was in hindsight the waning years of an indie game boom- colorful, nonviolent, narrative. Alec had made a name for himself as co-creator of the award-winning game Aquaria a few years * earlier. In the years between he worked on things here and there, most notably a perpetually stalled project about a living marionette. He mentioned that project almost immediately. That he could never quite figure out what to do with it- how it looked, how it played, 2d or 3d, whatever. He was looking for a change of pace and thought I looked like a strong collaborator to get him out of his rut. I just heard "would you like to make a video game? We hit it pretty much immediately despite people. I was a 32 year old artist who had struggled to make a living since I was 18.I had been married for almost a decade. I live in Pittsburgh. Alec was 29, a wealthy game developer coming offf a huge success, living in a house with a bunch of other younger developers, in Vancouver. I knew little about .e .. Canada. Alec knew next to nothing about the US. I remember him asking me what the chances were eh.rewould get shot if he visited Pittsburgh. Not likely, I told him. Alec seemed very hyperactive, ready to go. He ran . very hot, seemed to take offense to things very quickly, but balanced that with boundless enthusiasm for whatever it was he was doing. That was my first impression of him. And we were both on medications for mood disorders. So we had a lot to talk about. The story of how our game got going has been told several times in other places, so I won't go into it here in too much detail. The shorthand was that we messed around with some uninspired ideas for a few months, then one night I wrote the basic ideas that came to be Night In The Woods, and Alec liked them. From that point Alec trusted me with a lot creative decisions on the game. This terrified me, as I had never ever made a game before. Alec was great at creating interesting ways for things to work, inventing * little systems to do everything, creating toolsets for my novice self to use, and just figuring things out in general on a technical level. When he was at his best, at least as I knew it, this was him. In contrast, I knew nothing. I was terrified that I would have little to offer the project, and would be just dead weight Alec suggested we take 6 months to make a prototype of the game. I told him that I couldn't possibly take 6 months off of client work. When he suggested a kickstarter, I thought it would fail miserably, and then it didn't And suddenly, and not for the last time, we were NEWS. Without much warning I wasn't a freelance animator anymore. I was a full time game developer with a legal requirement to deliver a game with someone I barely knew. We made a short little game a few weeks after the kickstarter just to make something, and show people that we were actually capable of completing something. I'd originally just wanted to make log thing but Alec said hey, we make video games, let's make it interactive. animated yule And so we did. I pitched him on a central mechanic and story, and pulled it off in maybe 10 days, if I remember correctly. It became the first real installment of the Night In The Woods project. This was Longest Night. It was rough and the writing was terrible, but we were so excited. We'd made something. It was the first game I'd ever made, certainly. Alec I think was just happy to be past his block, Or so he later told me. The next 6 months were a whirlwind. Bethany came on board officially. We began working on Night In The Woods full time in February of 2014. A couple months later we'd made a quick not very good demo that we showed off at GDC. Our publisher Finji, who we'd hooked up with shortly after the kickstarter, got us invited to E3 that year. My first game event ever was E3. I'd never met Alec in person before. I'd never see him more than maybe once or twice a year since. Our E3 experience was exhausting and demanding, but our demo got some favorable press, picking up some early buzz as a game to watch Earlier that year at GDC I'd watched Alec on social media, and watched him snap pretty viciously at some people. He messaged me that he was drunk and was going to go run around San Francisco until someone killed him. This was weird to hear from another 30 something colleague at an industry event. I didn't sleep that night. The next morning he said he'd forgotten to take his meds and that being in places with a lot of people made him anxious. Fair enough, I thought. I reminded him to take his meds. Amonth or so later, a roommate of his texted me in the middle of the night. saying that Alec was scaring him. That he was worried Alec was going to do something to himself or someone else. I messaged Alec to see what was going on. Nothing, he said, his roommate was just being dramatic after a fight. I didn't know any of these people. I lived in a different country. It was the middle of the night. I was worried, but the next day they seemed fine, joking around online. Just weird roommate drama, I guessed. At E3 I had a mostly good time with Alec. We clicked as partners on the E3 floor very well. I was more of a talker so I did the legwork there, while Alec helped people with controls and tweaked the build when it would crash from time to time. After a full day standing on the floor we'd walk back to the hotel and eat at the restaurant there. During those dinners he'd sometimes say something about an ex-girlfriend that caught my ear. He had nothing but very, very bad things to say about everyone he'd ever dated, going back years. All of them were horrible, just awful, they didn't understand him. All of them, I asked? He got increasingly angry. I changed the subject. He said he was just tired, he didn't know what he was talking about Alec would make comments from time to time that seemed off and always explained them later as him being tired, or he didn't know what he meant, etc. I didn't know the guy well at the time. I didn't know that corner of the indie games scene other than it seemed like a social mess. I didn't know who almost any of the people he mentioned were. That fall, a little over a year into NITW development, Alec's behavior began to become more erratic. He more and more became convinced that a growing number of people were planning on how to ruin his life. I was still just baffled by all this, still mostly just knowing the guy via our messages about work throughout the week. I'd known a lot of unstable people in my life. I'd been an unstable person, years before. Alec seemed like he was going through a falling out with his current friends and needed to keep up on his meds. As a fellow meds-taker I knew what skipping doses might do to your headspace and moods. I'd sometimes say hello to a friend of his and nudge them about all of this and they'd say oh yeah Alec just gets like that sometimes. He did. He got like that a lot it turned out In the winter we banged out the second NITW game, Lost Constellation, in 5 weeks or so. I think that was one of the high points of the whole thing The work snapped Alec out of his funk. He would talk then about how he didn't need work/life balance, that work WAS his life. I told him I'd sort of lost that mindset when it was imposed on me by jobs I'd previously had. "Oh god, I had a job once", Alec said. "That was the worst 3 weeks of my life." I laughed. He explained to me that he wasn't kidding. I said ok. Alec would say things like this sometimes. He'd talk about how he didn't care about money, didn't understand why people who didn't like their jobs just didn't leave them. He was baffled that more people weren't quitting their jobs and following their dreams. After all, one could make lots of money if they just made a good game. At the time I felt like his downer bie deumor know-it-all of a coworker, constantly telling him that this just wasn't the way sodke Borbomand I the world works. Bethany and I got it into our heads during this time that Alec had grown up in a mansion or something. But he hadn't. He was just a guy who was clueless about the world who had gotten rich young. This caused problems from time to time working on NITW. rd have to explain why Bea, a character whose family situation prohibited her from attending college, didn't just leave and follow her dream. He didn't understand why if anyone in town didn't like the town, why they didn't just move. But Alec also seemed eager to learn. "Oh," he'd say. "I didn't know that." and then after it'd be like he'd always known it. He learned that we didn't like bosses After that, he also had lots of bad things to say about bosses. He told us we were having a good influence on him. I laughed it off. In early 2015, Alec had largely come out of his low times from the year before. We'd heard him mention people he was dating here and there, once again never really knowing who they were or what their relationships were like, None of us talked. None of the people in these disparate parts of Alec's orbit talked. Why would we? We were in different countries. We weren't sitting down comparing notes, in the same way you don't usually track down everyone a coworker knows in different areas . their lives to ask taboie we could tell, Alec was this freewheeling, occasionally childish and moody guy in a somewhat chaotic house where people came and went, and he dated around a lot but never for long. The people on the other end of this can tell their own stories when and if they ever want to. But messages throughout the workweek with someone don't paint a full portrait of their lives. Their tweets don't show what's happening in their houses, and in their rooms. After all, no one knew what was happening to us either, on the other side of the chat window. During GDC 2015, Alec had a complete breakdown over several days. He was physically threatening to those around him. For the first, but not the last time, Alec threatened to kill himself if I didn't do what he wanted. He wanted me to make this all better somehow. He was angry at the idea that people would be scared by his behavior, which over the days had gotten **** g worse and worse. Everyone else was just teaming up on him. It wasn't his fault, he said. He wasn't the first person in my life to do this, I was a fixer then, a bad habit to get into, where you take on responsibility for someone else's well being, or for their actions and moods. It had been ingrained in me since I was young. This made me a mark for abusive people earlier in my all night rallkine life. I would drop everything to help out. I would stay up all night talking people off the ledge. When I was in ministry I did literally exactly that many times. Over the years l'd worked with Alec, without my noticing it, I'd begun to take it on myself to explain or fix or smooth over all those/things/. those instances of anger, strange things he'd say, or his worsening moods. The rest of that year of working with Alec would largely break me of that lifelong tendency. Soon after GDC, Alec was asked to leave the place he'd been staying in Vancouver. People didn't feel safe around him anymore. I know I wouldn't have. He eventually made his way back to Winnipeg where his family could help him. He'd been burning every possible bridge it seemed, or at least from what I could tell from my distant vantage point. He seemed unwell. He disappeared for long stretches. He stopped working on Night In The Woods altogether. When we talked he'd barely say anything, or suddenly get extremely angry. At me, at the world, at an ex girlfriend, at his former housemates, at anything. In the summer of 2015 I began having panic attacks just about every day, out of nowhere. I'd never really had that before. I started having sleep paralysis, which was also new. Alec had been a nonentity on the project for a while, and was straight up abusive when he was. The guy Fd met in 2013 had transformed into this nightmare to be around. Just pure toxicity. More threats of suicide contingent on mine or someone else's actions. He'd say something cryptic about that and then disappear, popping back up sometimes days later, to our relief. Made it hard to talk to the guy about his actions. He'd just disappear again, with the promise that if something happened to him it was our fault. And beyond that, we were now in a position where we were on the hook for a videogame, and rd stopped whatever career I had been building elsewhere to do it, and Bethany and I were going more and more into debt despite our publisher's miraculous ability to find us funding. And because of this I had to keep a sunny face about the entire thing in public. Alec held our future in his hands. And he'd become a nightmare. In June of that year, a few months into Alec's nightmare period with us, I decided that if he wasn't going to do this, then I was. I could fix this. I could pull this project along. I had to learn very quickly how to even think about directing a game. I redesigned the entire game in full about 7 times that year, trying each time to get Alec excited about working on it. He'd look at a plan and say "that looks too difficulte" or "whatever" and I'd redesign it again. My amateur game design notebook scribbles from back then are very funny to look at now. But his absence meant I had to step up. And as I did, so did Bethany. My panic attacks got worse. I had always thought that panic attacks were just feeling overwhelmed, but it turns out they're physical things that happen even if you don't "believe" them. They aren't just getting . freaked out. They're pain in your chest, freezing cold, your brain yelling at you that you're in danger. Bethany started hating Alec for what he was doing to me on a weekly basis. I was just scared to death that our game would fall apart and we'd be broke and in debt and starting from square one. I'd stopped taking responsibility for Alec as a person, and started taking responsibility for the game, for making our team function. Both nearly killed me. Ibegan going to therapy weekly. I got on anxiety meds. The therapist was shocked at how much responsibility for Alec's moods and actions I'd taken He hammered home over and over how I'm not responsible for what Alec did. I knew that. I did. But I still feel that I am responsible for all of what Alec did, I feel it somewhere, quietly, even now, That's one of the things abuse does to you. I write this. It's absurd. I had a hard time saying the word "abuse" then. Still do, a bit. I'll talk about my hatred of capitalism or the faith I grew up with, but I don't talk much about things done to me by someone specific. Part of that is just dumbass masculinity- I can't be abused, abuse is something that happens to other people. When it happens to me it's just tough luck or life not being fair, so I should just toughen up. Or maybe it's because everyone else thinks it's inst t whatever is happening is fine, and I'm just being oversensitive. Weak. Early in life I'd been regularly reminded that I was oversensitive. When my dad taught me how to throw a punch in 4th grade I had reason to use it the next day. I was bullied in school to the point of broken bones. I learned to get tough about it, or to laugh about it. Yeah, people f----- with me or were assholes. Some people needed to fix their s---. But I was certainly never abused. Impossible Later that year Alec said that he'd enrolled in a 5 week, intense therapy program. We were overjoyed. He got put on new meds, which he said were helping him. Again, overjoyed. But for the remainder of that year Alec was still basically non-communicative. When he did work on the game, it was because l'd taken to making animations of how large parts of the game * E would work so he could picture it and get it working. I still have those videos. I was watching them tonight. I scored them with songs I thought would cheer Alec up. One of them was Rozi Plain's "Actually". That was the background music to the part where Mae and Bea go grocery shopping and have a fight. This was sort of my theme song for that year. To this day I can't listen to it without becoming anxious. 2015 was one of the worst years of my life December came. Alec was still moody, angry, and barely working on the game. He was as likely to fly off the handle at me as just not respond. I had begun working 7 days a week on it. My physical and mental health were failing. We finally wondered if we needed to find someone else to finish this game with. We talked with Adam and Bekah, who are Finji, our publishers. We knew them but not very well at that time. We told them what was going on, and they were shocked, because they didn't know. And why would they? We hadn't told them. It looked fine from the outside. They quickly stepped in, reached out to Alec, and Adam started working out how we could get our team working productively Right around then something happened that was in hindsight miraculous We'd later joke it was a Christmas miracle. Bethany had had it with Alec. One morning she created a private twitter account to vent to some friends about it. She did not hold back. Over a couple dozen tweets she laid out, emphatically, how much Alec was ruining our lives. How he was cruel to me, and how I had needed to step up and do most of the work, and how Alec was this, and that, etc. Afterward having vented, she took a walk. I woke up not long after to a Slack message from Alec. There was a screenshot of her tweets with his message: "OK." Bethany had forgotten to make her private account private. In her tweets she'd mentioned another game he'd been working on and I guess he hada google alert notification thing set up for it, so he was immediately alerted to this 3 follower account that was yelling about him. I paicked, called Bethany asking her what the f--- happened, jumped in the car with no shoes on, and floored it across the neighborhood to pick her up. I thought I might actually have a heart attack and die right there. My heart had been feeling weird lately. It fluttered and pumped weird. This plus the overwork led to health issues down the line. Bethany deleted the account. Bekah and Adam talked to Alec. Within a few days he... changed. He said he understood what he'd done. And within a week or so he was back to work on the game. And that's how Bethany forgetting to make her tweets private saved Night In The Woods in late December, 2015 In 2016 I was still having regular panic attacks but they calmed a bit. Alec seemed to change before our eyes. He was going through worksheets in therapy. He'd talk about them all the time. He brought them when he came to stay with us for 11 days that spring. He wanted me to look at them, maybe they could help me too. One of which was a big cognitive behavior therapy list of cognitive distortions, which I will say have 100% come in handy. He was doing better. He was sweet and gentle and chill. We'd work through the day assembling the game from the design does 'd slapped together during 2015, and things were starting to come together. Some scenes had been almost completed during 2014-early 2015 and the rest we just had greyboxed in. But you could actually play through SOME version of the game from front to end. In 2013 we aimed for making a 3-4 hour game. The 80% empty version of it was 5.5 hours long. This thing was larger than we anticipated. The day before he left, we got in the car and I drove Alec to all of the places referenced in Night In The Woods. Because of his backseat approach to a lot of the non-design aspects of the game in 2014 and his absence in 2015, he didn't actually know much about what the game was about. We visited Vandergrift, a reference for the town center of Possum Springs. We visited the mining equipment graveyard in Blacklick, across the river from Saylor Park, at the base of the Ghost Town Trail. We drove to Bolivar. We looked out on Johnstown from the top of the inclined plane, and I introduced him to Sheetz. I took him to the hill in Altoona where I'd once seen a child climb out onto the roof of his house and read a book in order to escape screaming adults inside, which inspired the character of Lori. We drove past the building whose jumbled and half-abandoned interior inspired Mallard's Tomb. We ate dinner and he opened up to me about his diagnoses, and how his life was changing, and how he changed. This was less than a year after his breakdown and exile from Vancouver. Things had changed. I was sure. After all, whenever I checked up, people seemed to agree he was different He had his own apartment now, a podcast about mental health issues where he was open about his struggles, and seemed to have grown up several years in the past 11 months. d been gently encouraging him to reach out and make amends with people he'd hurt during his bad years. He said he had been, as well as he could. He still worried that people were trying to destroy his life, random people even, that one day they'd come out of nowhere and it'd all be over, in some vague fashion. We sometimes still saw flashes of random anger. But he was seeing a therapist about this. And it was far, far better than it used to be. Over the next year I think I can say I really became friends with Alec. Or rather he'd become my cousin or something. He visited again in september of 2016 and we played through an almost completed version of the game. We (eventually) got a release date lined up. I hadn't stopped working those since 2015, In the 7 hour days past couple years I've talked a lot about how the release went. It was pretty intense. A member of my family attempted suicide the week before. I passed out on the kitchen floor because I hadn't been sleeping and woke up with a headwound. I was having panic attacks constantly. Alec was extremely chill through the whole thing. Shortly after at an industry event Bethany and I met up with some friends we rarely see for dinner. They asked me about the game launch, and how it felt now. Almost without warning, without me even knowing it happened, I broke down completely and told them the whole story of the past few years. By the end I was in full on panic attack mode. I was terrified Alec had heard me tell them. After all we were at a game dev conference. What if he'd heard? What if someone told him? It wasn't that I was afraid of Alec as a person, it was that I'd spent so long panicked about how his moods were going to affect our lives. Even so long after he'd changed. I spent a long time after the game came out still panicked. It just didn't go away. I didn't know dant khow why, At this point the story in my mind was that we teamed up with a guy who was going through a rough time, then I learned how to make a game, aeamed ow to malk then he got better, then we finished the game, and now everything was fine. A therapist later said hey this thing you're dealing with is called PTSD and there are ways to deal with it. I've been going back to those things a lot this past week. It started back up immediately. But of course, I'm not a guy who could get PTSD. Because I've never been abused, right? None of this was abuse. Obviously. We'd decided not to work with Alec again back in 2015. I warned friends who asked me back then not to work with him. I confided in a small group of people what was happening to me, to Bethany. My friend Dan in town had been very worried about me and angry at "that Canadian guy you're working with". The woman who cuts my hair was in roller derby and she also offered to kick his ass. A lot of local friends were ready to throw down. Good friends offer to throw down. d asked people who knew not to tell anyone. This is pretty common. I had reasons- during development we couldn't deal with publicly hashing this out, I was too exhausted to handle some big public thing with Alec, etc. And I was too far removed from Alec's social circles to really know what was happening there. And lots of other people who had similar experiences with Alec never told me, or anyone. It's common. I wasn't keeping Alec's secret. I was keeping mine. That's how this happens. But Alec had changed! We'd seen it. We'd watched it happen. We'd put a lot of work into it. It was suddenly 2019. We learned that Alec had a new team. together. It had been years since he was ever a problem. He was doing talks at conferences, had made new friends, talked about boring stuff like coffee and time management, and seemed to have really healthy relationships both personally and professionally. I checked in on him from time to time.I checked in with people who knew him now. Smooth sailing. I was really proud of the guy. No need to worry. Happy ending. And then it all fell apart. I've spent the last week tracking down and talking to people close to Alec people who knew him years ago, people who knew him now. It's shocking how many of us had eerily similar experiences. It was both good to hear, and terrible to hear. When you're not alone in suffering, how are you supposed to feel about that? Allegations about Alec's behavior from right before we knew him came out last week. They were backed up by other people I trust, people who were around at the time. Suddenly a lot of what Alec said back then about his exes, his bile about the subject, back when I barely knew him, made sense It made other comments about his past make sense, comments he made to me and other people over the years about there being things in his romantic past he was afraid of coming out. They were small comments, not things you latch onto. But they were there. I immediately reached out to Alec about the allegations. He gave me a noncommittal response, and then disappeared. I never heard from him again. Right after this, as often happens when a silence gets broken, several people came forward. I found out that while I thought Alec had been changing, he had been treating other people like he had treated me in 2015. I found out that his issues at the house he lived at in Vancouver had been worse than I thought, and it led to much of his friend group cutting ties with him for very good reason. I found out that he's been just a really s----- boss too. I found out that women I knew, women who don't know each other, were afraid of ere airald him. I found out that other people who had worked with him had gone through the same things with him that I had. I found out that Alec had repeated this pattern in some fashion many times, each time leaving a trail of people who were hurt, burned, abused, or in therapy for what he did to them. Or all of those at once. I recognized the man I'd known back then in these accusations. Little specifics here and there that aren't just boilerplate Abusive Guy things. Alec was excellent at keeping groups of people siloed off and giving them the responsibility for his actions, for his well-being, for his journey to be a better person. Like a lot of people who do this, I don't think he ever consciously did any of this in some knowingly evil way. He was aware that some of his paranoia was due to conditions he suffered from. That's understandable. But that didn't stop him from behaving the way he did. This is how he could physically menace people while still thinking he was under constant threat. This is how he could entrap multiple women over the years and still think they were all out to get him. When I've talked to people this week a thing that's been common was his threats to commit suicide if someone didn't do what he wanted. If someone held him responsible for his actions. Several people messaged me to say that they knew about him, and apologized for never telling me. Now I find myself writing this. Too late. Whatever Alec felt in his heart about what he did to people, what actually made it out into the world was often abusive. Alec is gone. What he did to people remains. Over the course of a week a lot of this became public knowledge. People who had been abused by Alec began talking to one another. I was one of those people. I didn't know how to talk about it. I'm talking about it now. I Aidn'r n hnut tha daneh of what ha'd nat arhar nannla thraiah M To the outside observer, this all started on a Tuesday and ended on a Saturday. But fora lot of us, it was much longer than that. This story started 6.30 in 2013 for me, For some it started in 2005. Or in 2009. Or 2018. Back when Alec stopped threatening me with his suicide, who did he start threatening? I'm finding out he would just shift. To a new city. To a new team. To a new person to confide in. After a lot of very hard thinking and checking up we announced that we had cut ties with Alec. Some folks reported this as us "firing" Alec, when there was nothing to fire him from. Infinite Fall isn't a company. It's a name we picked for our collaboration. There's no Infinite Fall HQ, no salary to cut. We weren't working on any big money-making project he'd no longer be a part of. It's more like we broke up or something. And to be honest he'd already moved on. I want to give the guy credit for the ways he did change, at least as far as I could see. I want to say he was a brilliant developer and musician. After his 2015 absence he never quite considered Night In The Woods to be "his game. When we were driving through the backroads of Cambria county that day back in 2016, he said he someday wanted to make something that omeng was his. Something that came completely from him. After NITW came out, aside from finishing up the content patch and bug fixes, he'd quickly moved on. He wasn't involved in much of what was going on with it. He dropped out of talks we were supposed to do together, he wasn't really interested in other things we were thinking of doing with it. He was excited to release the soundtrack, and recently we were working on a small epilogue game. But otherwise he was gone. While I praise Alec's work, consider this- people left the industry because of Top highlight what he did. People gave up their dreams, the art they wanted to make. People, drawn by the promise of working with a well known indie developer, found themselves caught between giving up their dreams and financial stability and getting away from him. People spent years with him as a destructive presence in their lives. People developed PTSD. People spent hours and money on therapy. People felt trapped by him. It's hard for me to see how one man's work is worth what he did to so many others. Alec had prestige and money. He had what seemed to be a ticket to making your game dev dreams come true. He had a long pattern of picking someone he was really interested in, immediately suggesting they make a game together, making them dependent on him, and then later abandoning it and them, often in really s----- and harmful ways to add insult to injury. It happened with several people during the time I knew him, in hindsight. When it came to women, it turns out he often wanted something in return megn from them, perhaps more than they would or could give him. It was a Cowardly way of approaching relationships. Childish. Abusive. And when he didn't get what he wanted, he dropped them and their game dev dreams by the wayside on his way to find someone else. Some people had left former jobs. Some had left their home countries behind. Because Alec projected a promise of making independent games full time, making work you cared about, and having stability and a future doing it. In a time of great precarity and what can often be steep and unfair barriers to making that happen, lots of people would i eldid in June of 2013. When it came to me and Bethany, he tried to disappear in 2015. A combo of his own life jump circumstances, our persistence, Adam and Bekah's help, and the legal obligations of a kickstarter kept him aboard. And the success of Night In The Woods gave him more prestige, which made more people interested in working with him. To make their dreams come true. The cycle went on and Some people never saw this side of Alec. Too many people did. Isurvived Alec Holowka. A lot of people got it much worse than I can wrap my head around. And I'm a man. People who aren't men got it worse. I thought I was unique in my experience with him, and that the abuse started and stopped with me. I thought l'd helped him truly change. I was wrong. I feel so stupid. I feel gross. This is how one man can have several victims and never have it come to light. Abuse isolates you. It makes you lonely. It might make you too afraid to talk about it. And if you do, people may not believe you. But mostly it just goes on silently. For years. Because you depend on them. Because they hold control on some aspect of your life. Because you've just been beaten down into silence. And then maybe one week it all boils over. And you find out that all the snapshots you had were just glimpses of the real thing, and that your snapshots start to make sense when you compare them to others. The snapshots came together and formed a bigger picture. And then Alec was gone. After years of friends, coworkers, family, and professionals fighting to keep him alive. But you can't stop someone who won't stop what they're doing, no matter how many years you give it. Alec finally caught up with himself. I cared a lot about Alec, despite all this. But covering for and enabling the harm someone does to the people around them isn't caring for them Sometimes nothing turns out well. Sometime everything's f-----. Sometimes every outcome is bad He's gone. 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Alec Alec Holowka died last week. This came after a week in which several revelations about his past and present actions came to light, from several sources. Allegations of sexual and emotional abuse, of fits of violence, of additional misconduct towards those who now worked for him. I had no issue believing them. I still believe them. And not just out of some principle. I'm not one to just make a snap judgement about someone I've known for 6 years. The reason I believe the many allegations has roots that go back those entire 6 years. I want to talk about those 6 years now. I won't discuss too many specifics of the allegations others have made against Alec. Those aren't my stories to tell. I have my own story. There's a hole in my life where he was until not very long ago. My relationship with Alec was complicated. He was, depending on when you asked, my friend, my collaborator, a nightmare, the origin of my PTSD, and the reason I was in therapy. Sometimes all of those at the same time. There are several people who could say the exact same thing about him. Too many, I'm finding out My time with Alec was very public in a lot of ways. Which is to say just about all anyone knows about it is what was put online at some point. In a tweet, in a video of a talk, in a podcast. But online is just that- it's online. The vast majority of life, of our relationships, the things we do to one another, most of that never makes it onto a screen for a stranger to pick through, to respond to, to form an image with. We end up with these snapshots of personalities and events, most of which barely correspond to the whole reality of a person or the things they fill their lives with. None of that s an original observation. And it's easy to blame that on the internet. But real life has a way of being this way too, often tragically. In June of 2013 I was a typical struggling freelance animator, designer, and artist. Alec saw my tweets, which he thought were funny, and my animations, which I guess he thought were funny as well. He got in touch and asked if l'd ever wanted to make a video game. And of course I had. We spoke for the first time that very night. We talked about what we considered interesting indie games during what was in hindsight the waning years of an indie game boom- colorful, nonviolent, narrative. Alec had made a name for himself as co-creator of the award-winning game Aquaria a few years * earlier. In the years between he worked on things here and there, most notably a perpetually stalled project about a living marionette. He mentioned that project almost immediately. That he could never quite figure out what to do with it- how it looked, how it played, 2d or 3d, whatever. He was looking for a change of pace and thought I looked like a strong collaborator to get him out of his rut. I just heard "would you like to make a video game? We hit it pretty much immediately despite people. I was a 32 year old artist who had struggled to make a living since I was 18.I had been married for almost a decade. I live in Pittsburgh. Alec was 29, a wealthy game developer coming offf a huge success, living in a house with a bunch of other younger developers, in Vancouver. I knew little about .e .. Canada. Alec knew next to nothing about the US. I remember him asking me what the chances were eh.rewould get shot if he visited Pittsburgh. Not likely, I told him. Alec seemed very hyperactive, ready to go. He ran . very hot, seemed to take offense to things very quickly, but balanced that with boundless enthusiasm for whatever it was he was doing. That was my first impression of him. And we were both on medications for mood disorders. So we had a lot to talk about. The story of how our game got going has been told several times in other places, so I won't go into it here in too much detail. The shorthand was that we messed around with some uninspired ideas for a few months, then one night I wrote the basic ideas that came to be Night In The Woods, and Alec liked them. From that point Alec trusted me with a lot creative decisions on the game. This terrified me, as I had never ever made a game before. Alec was great at creating interesting ways for things to work, inventing * little systems to do everything, creating toolsets for my novice self to use, and just figuring things out in general on a technical level. When he was at his best, at least as I knew it, this was him. In contrast, I knew nothing. I was terrified that I would have little to offer the project, and would be just dead weight Alec suggested we take 6 months to make a prototype of the game. I told him that I couldn't possibly take 6 months off of client work. When he suggested a kickstarter, I thought it would fail miserably, and then it didn't And suddenly, and not for the last time, we were NEWS. Without much warning I wasn't a freelance animator anymore. I was a full time game developer with a legal requirement to deliver a game with someone I barely knew. We made a short little game a few weeks after the kickstarter just to make something, and show people that we were actually capable of completing something. I'd originally just wanted to make log thing but Alec said hey, we make video games, let's make it interactive. animated yule And so we did. I pitched him on a central mechanic and story, and pulled it off in maybe 10 days, if I remember correctly. It became the first real installment of the Night In The Woods project. This was Longest Night. It was rough and the writing was terrible, but we were so excited. We'd made something. It was the first game I'd ever made, certainly. Alec I think was just happy to be past his block, Or so he later told me. The next 6 months were a whirlwind. Bethany came on board officially. We began working on Night In The Woods full time in February of 2014. A couple months later we'd made a quick not very good demo that we showed off at GDC. Our publisher Finji, who we'd hooked up with shortly after the kickstarter, got us invited to E3 that year. My first game event ever was E3. I'd never met Alec in person before. I'd never see him more than maybe once or twice a year since. Our E3 experience was exhausting and demanding, but our demo got some favorable press, picking up some early buzz as a game to watch Earlier that year at GDC I'd watched Alec on social media, and watched him snap pretty viciously at some people. He messaged me that he was drunk and was going to go run around San Francisco until someone killed him. This was weird to hear from another 30 something colleague at an industry event. I didn't sleep that night. The next morning he said he'd forgotten to take his meds and that being in places with a lot of people made him anxious. Fair enough, I thought. I reminded him to take his meds. Amonth or so later, a roommate of his texted me in the middle of the night. saying that Alec was scaring him. That he was worried Alec was going to do something to himself or someone else. I messaged Alec to see what was going on. Nothing, he said, his roommate was just being dramatic after a fight. I didn't know any of these people. I lived in a different country. It was the middle of the night. I was worried, but the next day they seemed fine, joking around online. Just weird roommate drama, I guessed. At E3 I had a mostly good time with Alec. We clicked as partners on the E3 floor very well. I was more of a talker so I did the legwork there, while Alec helped people with controls and tweaked the build when it would crash from time to time. After a full day standing on the floor we'd walk back to the hotel and eat at the restaurant there. During those dinners he'd sometimes say something about an ex-girlfriend that caught my ear. He had nothing but very, very bad things to say about everyone he'd ever dated, going back years. All of them were horrible, just awful, they didn't understand him. All of them, I asked? He got increasingly angry. I changed the subject. He said he was just tired, he didn't know what he was talking about Alec would make comments from time to time that seemed off and always explained them later as him being tired, or he didn't know what he meant, etc. I didn't know the guy well at the time. I didn't know that corner of the indie games scene other than it seemed like a social mess. I didn't know who almost any of the people he mentioned were. That fall, a little over a year into NITW development, Alec's behavior began to become more erratic. He more and more became convinced that a growing number of people were planning on how to ruin his life. I was still just baffled by all this, still mostly just knowing the guy via our messages about work throughout the week. I'd known a lot of unstable people in my life. I'd been an unstable person, years before. Alec seemed like he was going through a falling out with his current friends and needed to keep up on his meds. As a fellow meds-taker I knew what skipping doses might do to your headspace and moods. I'd sometimes say hello to a friend of his and nudge them about all of this and they'd say oh yeah Alec just gets like that sometimes. He did. He got like that a lot it turned out In the winter we banged out the second NITW game, Lost Constellation, in 5 weeks or so. I think that was one of the high points of the whole thing The work snapped Alec out of his funk. He would talk then about how he didn't need work/life balance, that work WAS his life. I told him I'd sort of lost that mindset when it was imposed on me by jobs I'd previously had. "Oh god, I had a job once", Alec said. "That was the worst 3 weeks of my life." I laughed. He explained to me that he wasn't kidding. I said ok. Alec would say things like this sometimes. He'd talk about how he didn't care about money, didn't understand why people who didn't like their jobs just didn't leave them. He was baffled that more people weren't quitting their jobs and following their dreams. After all, one could make lots of money if they just made a good game. At the time I felt like his downer bie deumor know-it-all of a coworker, constantly telling him that this just wasn't the way sodke Borbomand I the world works. Bethany and I got it into our heads during this time that Alec had grown up in a mansion or something. But he hadn't. He was just a guy who was clueless about the world who had gotten rich young. This caused problems from time to time working on NITW. rd have to explain why Bea, a character whose family situation prohibited her from attending college, didn't just leave and follow her dream. He didn't understand why if anyone in town didn't like the town, why they didn't just move. But Alec also seemed eager to learn. "Oh," he'd say. "I didn't know that." and then after it'd be like he'd always known it. He learned that we didn't like bosses After that, he also had lots of bad things to say about bosses. He told us we were having a good influence on him. I laughed it off. In early 2015, Alec had largely come out of his low times from the year before. We'd heard him mention people he was dating here and there, once again never really knowing who they were or what their relationships were like, None of us talked. None of the people in these disparate parts of Alec's orbit talked. Why would we? We were in different countries. We weren't sitting down comparing notes, in the same way you don't usually track down everyone a coworker knows in different areas . their lives to ask taboie we could tell, Alec was this freewheeling, occasionally childish and moody guy in a somewhat chaotic house where people came and went, and he dated around a lot but never for long. The people on the other end of this can tell their own stories when and if they ever want to. But messages throughout the workweek with someone don't paint a full portrait of their lives. Their tweets don't show what's happening in their houses, and in their rooms. After all, no one knew what was happening to us either, on the other side of the chat window. During GDC 2015, Alec had a complete breakdown over several days. He was physically threatening to those around him. For the first, but not the last time, Alec threatened to kill himself if I didn't do what he wanted. He wanted me to make this all better somehow. He was angry at the idea that people would be scared by his behavior, which over the days had gotten **** g worse and worse. Everyone else was just teaming up on him. It wasn't his fault, he said. He wasn't the first person in my life to do this, I was a fixer then, a bad habit to get into, where you take on responsibility for someone else's well being, or for their actions and moods. It had been ingrained in me since I was young. This made me a mark for abusive people earlier in my all night rallkine life. I would drop everything to help out. I would stay up all night talking people off the ledge. When I was in ministry I did literally exactly that many times. Over the years l'd worked with Alec, without my noticing it, I'd begun to take it on myself to explain or fix or smooth over all those/things/. those instances of anger, strange things he'd say, or his worsening moods. The rest of that year of working with Alec would largely break me of that lifelong tendency. Soon after GDC, Alec was asked to leave the place he'd been staying in Vancouver. People didn't feel safe around him anymore. I know I wouldn't have. He eventually made his way back to Winnipeg where his family could help him. He'd been burning every possible bridge it seemed, or at least from what I could tell from my distant vantage point. He seemed unwell. He disappeared for long stretches. He stopped working on Night In The Woods altogether. When we talked he'd barely say anything, or suddenly get extremely angry. At me, at the world, at an ex girlfriend, at his former housemates, at anything. In the summer of 2015 I began having panic attacks just about every day, out of nowhere. I'd never really had that before. I started having sleep paralysis, which was also new. Alec had been a nonentity on the project for a while, and was straight up abusive when he was. The guy Fd met in 2013 had transformed into this nightmare to be around. Just pure toxicity. More threats of suicide contingent on mine or someone else's actions. He'd say something cryptic about that and then disappear, popping back up sometimes days later, to our relief. Made it hard to talk to the guy about his actions. He'd just disappear again, with the promise that if something happened to him it was our fault. And beyond that, we were now in a position where we were on the hook for a videogame, and rd stopped whatever career I had been building elsewhere to do it, and Bethany and I were going more and more into debt despite our publisher's miraculous ability to find us funding. And because of this I had to keep a sunny face about the entire thing in public. Alec held our future in his hands. And he'd become a nightmare. In June of that year, a few months into Alec's nightmare period with us, I decided that if he wasn't going to do this, then I was. I could fix this. I could pull this project along. I had to learn very quickly how to even think about directing a game. I redesigned the entire game in full about 7 times that year, trying each time to get Alec excited about working on it. He'd look at a plan and say "that looks too difficulte" or "whatever" and I'd redesign it again. My amateur game design notebook scribbles from back then are very funny to look at now. But his absence meant I had to step up. And as I did, so did Bethany. My panic attacks got worse. I had always thought that panic attacks were just feeling overwhelmed, but it turns out they're physical things that happen even if you don't "believe" them. They aren't just getting . freaked out. They're pain in your chest, freezing cold, your brain yelling at you that you're in danger. Bethany started hating Alec for what he was doing to me on a weekly basis. I was just scared to death that our game would fall apart and we'd be broke and in debt and starting from square one. I'd stopped taking responsibility for Alec as a person, and started taking responsibility for the game, for making our team function. Both nearly killed me. Ibegan going to therapy weekly. I got on anxiety meds. The therapist was shocked at how much responsibility for Alec's moods and actions I'd taken He hammered home over and over how I'm not responsible for what Alec did. I knew that. I did. But I still feel that I am responsible for all of what Alec did, I feel it somewhere, quietly, even now, That's one of the things abuse does to you. I write this. It's absurd. I had a hard time saying the word "abuse" then. Still do, a bit. I'll talk about my hatred of capitalism or the faith I grew up with, but I don't talk much about things done to me by someone specific. Part of that is just dumbass masculinity- I can't be abused, abuse is something that happens to other people. When it happens to me it's just tough luck or life not being fair, so I should just toughen up. Or maybe it's because everyone else thinks it's inst t whatever is happening is fine, and I'm just being oversensitive. Weak. Early in life I'd been regularly reminded that I was oversensitive. When my dad taught me how to throw a punch in 4th grade I had reason to use it the next day. I was bullied in school to the point of broken bones. I learned to get tough about it, or to laugh about it. Yeah, people f----- with me or were assholes. Some people needed to fix their s---. But I was certainly never abused. Impossible Later that year Alec said that he'd enrolled in a 5 week, intense therapy program. We were overjoyed. He got put on new meds, which he said were helping him. Again, overjoyed. But for the remainder of that year Alec was still basically non-communicative. When he did work on the game, it was because l'd taken to making animations of how large parts of the game * E would work so he could picture it and get it working. I still have those videos. I was watching them tonight. I scored them with songs I thought would cheer Alec up. One of them was Rozi Plain's "Actually". That was the background music to the part where Mae and Bea go grocery shopping and have a fight. This was sort of my theme song for that year. To this day I can't listen to it without becoming anxious. 2015 was one of the worst years of my life December came. Alec was still moody, angry, and barely working on the game. He was as likely to fly off the handle at me as just not respond. I had begun working 7 days a week on it. My physical and mental health were failing. We finally wondered if we needed to find someone else to finish this game with. We talked with Adam and Bekah, who are Finji, our publishers. We knew them but not very well at that time. We told them what was going on, and they were shocked, because they didn't know. And why would they? We hadn't told them. It looked fine from the outside. They quickly stepped in, reached out to Alec, and Adam started working out how we could get our team working productively Right around then something happened that was in hindsight miraculous We'd later joke it was a Christmas miracle. Bethany had had it with Alec. One morning she created a private twitter account to vent to some friends about it. She did not hold back. Over a couple dozen tweets she laid out, emphatically, how much Alec was ruining our lives. How he was cruel to me, and how I had needed to step up and do most of the work, and how Alec was this, and that, etc. Afterward having vented, she took a walk. I woke up not long after to a Slack message from Alec. There was a screenshot of her tweets with his message: "OK." Bethany had forgotten to make her private account private. In her tweets she'd mentioned another game he'd been working on and I guess he hada google alert notification thing set up for it, so he was immediately alerted to this 3 follower account that was yelling about him. I paicked, called Bethany asking her what the f--- happened, jumped in the car with no shoes on, and floored it across the neighborhood to pick her up. I thought I might actually have a heart attack and die right there. My heart had been feeling weird lately. It fluttered and pumped weird. This plus the overwork led to health issues down the line. Bethany deleted the account. Bekah and Adam talked to Alec. Within a few days he... changed. He said he understood what he'd done. And within a week or so he was back to work on the game. And that's how Bethany forgetting to make her tweets private saved Night In The Woods in late December, 2015 In 2016 I was still having regular panic attacks but they calmed a bit. Alec seemed to change before our eyes. He was going through worksheets in therapy. He'd talk about them all the time. He brought them when he came to stay with us for 11 days that spring. He wanted me to look at them, maybe they could help me too. One of which was a big cognitive behavior therapy list of cognitive distortions, which I will say have 100% come in handy. He was doing better. He was sweet and gentle and chill. We'd work through the day assembling the game from the design does 'd slapped together during 2015, and things were starting to come together. Some scenes had been almost completed during 2014-early 2015 and the rest we just had greyboxed in. But you could actually play through SOME version of the game from front to end. In 2013 we aimed for making a 3-4 hour game. The 80% empty version of it was 5.5 hours long. This thing was larger than we anticipated. The day before he left, we got in the car and I drove Alec to all of the places referenced in Night In The Woods. Because of his backseat approach to a lot of the non-design aspects of the game in 2014 and his absence in 2015, he didn't actually know much about what the game was about. We visited Vandergrift, a reference for the town center of Possum Springs. We visited the mining equipment graveyard in Blacklick, across the river from Saylor Park, at the base of the Ghost Town Trail. We drove to Bolivar. We looked out on Johnstown from the top of the inclined plane, and I introduced him to Sheetz. I took him to the hill in Altoona where I'd once seen a child climb out onto the roof of his house and read a book in order to escape screaming adults inside, which inspired the character of Lori. We drove past the building whose jumbled and half-abandoned interior inspired Mallard's Tomb. We ate dinner and he opened up to me about his diagnoses, and how his life was changing, and how he changed. This was less than a year after his breakdown and exile from Vancouver. Things had changed. I was sure. After all, whenever I checked up, people seemed to agree he was different He had his own apartment now, a podcast about mental health issues where he was open about his struggles, and seemed to have grown up several years in the past 11 months. d been gently encouraging him to reach out and make amends with people he'd hurt during his bad years. He said he had been, as well as he could. He still worried that people were trying to destroy his life, random people even, that one day they'd come out of nowhere and it'd all be over, in some vague fashion. We sometimes still saw flashes of random anger. But he was seeing a therapist about this. And it was far, far better than it used to be. Over the next year I think I can say I really became friends with Alec. Or rather he'd become my cousin or something. He visited again in september of 2016 and we played through an almost completed version of the game. We (eventually) got a release date lined up. I hadn't stopped working those since 2015, In the 7 hour days past couple years I've talked a lot about how the release went. It was pretty intense. A member of my family attempted suicide the week before. I passed out on the kitchen floor because I hadn't been sleeping and woke up with a headwound. I was having panic attacks constantly. Alec was extremely chill through the whole thing. Shortly after at an industry event Bethany and I met up with some friends we rarely see for dinner. They asked me about the game launch, and how it felt now. Almost without warning, without me even knowing it happened, I broke down completely and told them the whole story of the past few years. By the end I was in full on panic attack mode. I was terrified Alec had heard me tell them. After all we were at a game dev conference. What if he'd heard? What if someone told him? It wasn't that I was afraid of Alec as a person, it was that I'd spent so long panicked about how his moods were going to affect our lives. Even so long after he'd changed. I spent a long time after the game came out still panicked. It just didn't go away. I didn't know dant khow why, At this point the story in my mind was that we teamed up with a guy who was going through a rough time, then I learned how to make a game, aeamed ow to malk then he got better, then we finished the game, and now everything was fine. A therapist later said hey this thing you're dealing with is called PTSD and there are ways to deal with it. I've been going back to those things a lot this past week. It started back up immediately. But of course, I'm not a guy who could get PTSD. Because I've never been abused, right? None of this was abuse. Obviously. We'd decided not to work with Alec again back in 2015. I warned friends who asked me back then not to work with him. I confided in a small group of people what was happening to me, to Bethany. My friend Dan in town had been very worried about me and angry at "that Canadian guy you're working with". The woman who cuts my hair was in roller derby and she also offered to kick his ass. A lot of local friends were ready to throw down. Good friends offer to throw down. d asked people who knew not to tell anyone. This is pretty common. I had reasons- during development we couldn't deal with publicly hashing this out, I was too exhausted to handle some big public thing with Alec, etc. And I was too far removed from Alec's social circles to really know what was happening there. And lots of other people who had similar experiences with Alec never told me, or anyone. It's common. I wasn't keeping Alec's secret. I was keeping mine. That's how this happens. But Alec had changed! We'd seen it. We'd watched it happen. We'd put a lot of work into it. It was suddenly 2019. We learned that Alec had a new team. together. It had been years since he was ever a problem. He was doing talks at conferences, had made new friends, talked about boring stuff like coffee and time management, and seemed to have really healthy relationships both personally and professionally. I checked in on him from time to time.I checked in with people who knew him now. Smooth sailing. I was really proud of the guy. No need to worry. Happy ending. And then it all fell apart. I've spent the last week tracking down and talking to people close to Alec people who knew him years ago, people who knew him now. It's shocking how many of us had eerily similar experiences. It was both good to hear, and terrible to hear. When you're not alone in suffering, how are you supposed to feel about that? Allegations about Alec's behavior from right before we knew him came out last week. They were backed up by other people I trust, people who were around at the time. Suddenly a lot of what Alec said back then about his exes, his bile about the subject, back when I barely knew him, made sense It made other comments about his past make sense, comments he made to me and other people over the years about there being things in his romantic past he was afraid of coming out. They were small comments, not things you latch onto. But they were there. I immediately reached out to Alec about the allegations. He gave me a noncommittal response, and then disappeared. I never heard from him again. Right after this, as often happens when a silence gets broken, several people came forward. I found out that while I thought Alec had been changing, he had been treating other people like he had treated me in 2015. I found out that his issues at the house he lived at in Vancouver had been worse than I thought, and it led to much of his friend group cutting ties with him for very good reason. I found out that he's been just a really s----- boss too. I found out that women I knew, women who don't know each other, were afraid of ere airald him. I found out that other people who had worked with him had gone through the same things with him that I had. I found out that Alec had repeated this pattern in some fashion many times, each time leaving a trail of people who were hurt, burned, abused, or in therapy for what he did to them. Or all of those at once. I recognized the man I'd known back then in these accusations. Little specifics here and there that aren't just boilerplate Abusive Guy things. Alec was excellent at keeping groups of people siloed off and giving them the responsibility for his actions, for his well-being, for his journey to be a better person. Like a lot of people who do this, I don't think he ever consciously did any of this in some knowingly evil way. He was aware that some of his paranoia was due to conditions he suffered from. That's understandable. But that didn't stop him from behaving the way he did. This is how he could physically menace people while still thinking he was under constant threat. This is how he could entrap multiple women over the years and still think they were all out to get him. When I've talked to people this week a thing that's been common was his threats to commit suicide if someone didn't do what he wanted. If someone held him responsible for his actions. Several people messaged me to say that they knew about him, and apologized for never telling me. Now I find myself writing this. Too late. Whatever Alec felt in his heart about what he did to people, what actually made it out into the world was often abusive. Alec is gone. What he did to people remains. Over the course of a week a lot of this became public knowledge. People who had been abused by Alec began talking to one another. I was one of those people. I didn't know how to talk about it. I'm talking about it now. I Aidn'r n hnut tha daneh of what ha'd nat arhar nannla thraiah M To the outside observer, this all started on a Tuesday and ended on a Saturday. But fora lot of us, it was much longer than that. This story started 6.30 in 2013 for me, For some it started in 2005. Or in 2009. Or 2018. Back when Alec stopped threatening me with his suicide, who did he start threatening? I'm finding out he would just shift. To a new city. To a new team. To a new person to confide in. After a lot of very hard thinking and checking up we announced that we had cut ties with Alec. Some folks reported this as us "firing" Alec, when there was nothing to fire him from. Infinite Fall isn't a company. It's a name we picked for our collaboration. There's no Infinite Fall HQ, no salary to cut. We weren't working on any big money-making project he'd no longer be a part of. It's more like we broke up or something. And to be honest he'd already moved on. I want to give the guy credit for the ways he did change, at least as far as I could see. I want to say he was a brilliant developer and musician. After his 2015 absence he never quite considered Night In The Woods to be "his game. When we were driving through the backroads of Cambria county that day back in 2016, he said he someday wanted to make something that omeng was his. Something that came completely from him. After NITW came out, aside from finishing up the content patch and bug fixes, he'd quickly moved on. He wasn't involved in much of what was going on with it. He dropped out of talks we were supposed to do together, he wasn't really interested in other things we were thinking of doing with it. He was excited to release the soundtrack, and recently we were working on a small epilogue game. But otherwise he was gone. While I praise Alec's work, consider this- people left the industry because of Top highlight what he did. People gave up their dreams, the art they wanted to make. People, drawn by the promise of working with a well known indie developer, found themselves caught between giving up their dreams and financial stability and getting away from him. People spent years with him as a destructive presence in their lives. People developed PTSD. People spent hours and money on therapy. People felt trapped by him. It's hard for me to see how one man's work is worth what he did to so many others. Alec had prestige and money. He had what seemed to be a ticket to making your game dev dreams come true. He had a long pattern of picking someone he was really interested in, immediately suggesting they make a game together, making them dependent on him, and then later abandoning it and them, often in really s----- and harmful ways to add insult to injury. It happened with several people during the time I knew him, in hindsight. When it came to women, it turns out he often wanted something in return megn from them, perhaps more than they would or could give him. It was a Cowardly way of approaching relationships. Childish. Abusive. And when he didn't get what he wanted, he dropped them and their game dev dreams by the wayside on his way to find someone else. Some people had left former jobs. Some had left their home countries behind. Because Alec projected a promise of making independent games full time, making work you cared about, and having stability and a future doing it. In a time of great precarity and what can often be steep and unfair barriers to making that happen, lots of people would i eldid in June of 2013. When it came to me and Bethany, he tried to disappear in 2015. A combo of his own life jump circumstances, our persistence, Adam and Bekah's help, and the legal obligations of a kickstarter kept him aboard. And the success of Night In The Woods gave him more prestige, which made more people interested in working with him. To make their dreams come true. The cycle went on and Some people never saw this side of Alec. Too many people did. Isurvived Alec Holowka. A lot of people got it much worse than I can wrap my head around. And I'm a man. People who aren't men got it worse. I thought I was unique in my experience with him, and that the abuse started and stopped with me. I thought l'd helped him truly change. I was wrong. I feel so stupid. I feel gross. This is how one man can have several victims and never have it come to light. Abuse isolates you. It makes you lonely. It might make you too afraid to talk about it. And if you do, people may not believe you. But mostly it just goes on silently. For years. Because you depend on them. Because they hold control on some aspect of your life. Because you've just been beaten down into silence. And then maybe one week it all boils over. And you find out that all the snapshots you had were just glimpses of the real thing, and that your snapshots start to make sense when you compare them to others. The snapshots came together and formed a bigger picture. And then Alec was gone. After years of friends, coworkers, family, and professionals fighting to keep him alive. But you can't stop someone who won't stop what they're doing, no matter how many years you give it. Alec finally caught up with himself. I cared a lot about Alec, despite all this. But covering for and enabling the harm someone does to the people around them isn't caring for them Sometimes nothing turns out well. Sometime everything's f-----. Sometimes every outcome is bad He's gone. 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Enough of this nonsense. Not all "accusations" are equal. A particular kind of idiot keeps saying that there were "more accusations" and that therefore ZQ's story is credible. It's not. The sum of the other "accusations" is that Alec was battling mental health issues, and that because of or along was not great to work with or work for. That his temperment was volatile, he was with that, he demanding, prone to outburst, and could be verbally aggressive. NONE OF THIS WHATSOEVER lends weight to the SPECIFIC story, that he literally locked a woman in his home for weeks and sexualy tortured her. Being a demanding boss or unpredictable Co-Worker is nowhere in the same universe as being an "abuser." If you're using the term "abuser" to mean anything and everything from yelling at your subordinates once in awhile to UNLAWFUL RESTRAINT and SEXUAL BATTERY, then your definition of "abuse" should be thrown into a garbage can If you are saying that because there are "multiple accusations," and that therefore people should believe every negative thing that was said about Alec, and that he deserved to have his entire industry and social network turn their backs on him and take turns proclaiming to the world that they would never work with or speak of him again, or that (and this is the worst of it, if you do this you really need some time in therapy) that somehow he got what was coming to him, then your moral head is on backwards. Knock it off. Alec was the victim of malicious gossip. Most gossip has an element of truth to it. It is a mixture of real things and stories that have become distorted by being passed back and forth over time. The worst of the gossip CAN BE TRACED ENTIRELY back to one person, one accuser, and this person has a lengthy track-record of inventing terrible stories designed to damage people. Alec said, publicly, years ago, that he believed this was happening. And now everyone knows, whether you consider it fair or not, that this is undeniably true. If you don't know things for certain, it's OKAY to just stop talking. It's OKAY to have an opinion, but be unsure whether it's correct or not. What is NOT OKAY is to repeat malicious things you've only heard of as if they were true things that you know for certain. Just stop. If people had used more restraint, more patience, and more skepticism, we wouldn't be where we are now. You don't have to support people claiming to be victims. You don't have to support people claiming to be innocent. It's okay to sit it out because you don't have the information necessary to take an informed stance. It's okay to decline to take a side. Whať's important is to behave decently. You. Yourself. Mind your store. Don't behave in a way that would make your parents ashamed to have brought you into the world Employ this idea as a mirror, and if you don't like what's reflected back at you, stop doing and saying things: "WHAT IF I'M WRONG?" Zuletzt bearbeitet von Bee: Vor 9 Minuten # 58
Enough of this nonsense. Not all "accusations" are equal. A particular kind of idiot keeps saying that there were "more accusations" and that therefore ZQ's story is credible. It's not. The sum of the other "accusations" is that Alec was battling mental health issues, and that because of or along was not great to work with or work for. That his temperment was volatile, he was with that, he demanding, prone to outburst, and could be verbally aggressive. NONE OF THIS WHATSOEVER lends weight to the SPECIFIC story, that he literally locked a woman in his home for weeks and sexualy tortured her. Being a demanding boss or unpredictable Co-Worker is nowhere in the same universe as being an "abuser." If you're using the term "abuser" to mean anything and everything from yelling at your subordinates once in awhile to UNLAWFUL RESTRAINT and SEXUAL BATTERY, then your definition of "abuse" should be thrown into a garbage can If you are saying that because there are "multiple accusations," and that therefore people should believe every negative thing that was said about Alec, and that he deserved to have his entire industry and social network turn their backs on him and take turns proclaiming to the world that they would never work with or speak of him again, or that (and this is the worst of it, if you do this you really need some time in therapy) that somehow he got what was coming to him, then your moral head is on backwards. Knock it off. Alec was the victim of malicious gossip. Most gossip has an element of truth to it. It is a mixture of real things and stories that have become distorted by being passed back and forth over time. The worst of the gossip CAN BE TRACED ENTIRELY back to one person, one accuser, and this person has a lengthy track-record of inventing terrible stories designed to damage people. Alec said, publicly, years ago, that he believed this was happening. And now everyone knows, whether you consider it fair or not, that this is undeniably true. If you don't know things for certain, it's OKAY to just stop talking. It's OKAY to have an opinion, but be unsure whether it's correct or not. What is NOT OKAY is to repeat malicious things you've only heard of as if they were true things that you know for certain. Just stop. If people had used more restraint, more patience, and more skepticism, we wouldn't be where we are now. You don't have to support people claiming to be victims. You don't have to support people claiming to be innocent. It's okay to sit it out because you don't have the information necessary to take an informed stance. It's okay to decline to take a side. Whať's important is to behave decently. You. Yourself. Mind your store. Don't behave in a way that would make your parents ashamed to have brought you into the world Employ this idea as a mirror, and if you don't like what's reflected back at you, stop doing and saying things: "WHAT IF I'M WRONG?" Zuletzt bearbeitet von Bee: Vor 9 Minuten # 58

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Zoe Quinn thespectacularspider-girl 2014: Her boyfriend puts out a post detailing the alleged abuse he suffered at the hands of her in an online post. He is lambasted as directing hatred toward her, harassing her, is sued, and is maligned by the mainstream gaming journalists. 2019, nearly exactly 5 years later: Zoe puts out a series of tweets, levying accusations of sexual abuse and assault by another developer. Mainstream gaming media and industry vets instantly believe her. thespectacularspider-girl 2014: Boyfriend puts out statement that Zoe albused him repeatedly. Boyfriend harassed, any harassment Zoe gets is deemed misogynistic and Gamergate branded hate group. 2019: Zoe puts out statement that Alec abused her. Alec is harassed and is justified by the mob, any harassment Zoe gets is deemed misogynistic. Alec kills himself, Zoe deemed victim after being complicit in someone's death. amalgamasreal If what Jennifer Dawe has said is true Alec told basically all of his friends, the people who threw him under the bus, exactly what type of person Zoe was as far back as 2014 and potentially even earlier. Jennifer D'aww @GMShivers Replying to @MisterAntiBully All of these people should dunk their heads. This is going to haunt me. All his friends saying they had no idea? B-------. EVERY last one of them told him to shut his hole. He was the original Eron, they all begged him not to. I've been trying to talk to friends about it for a couple years Aug 18, 2014, 1:13 PM 1:31 PM Aug 31, 2019 Twitter Web App 59 Retweets 177 Likes Cathy Young @CathyYoung63 21h Replying to @GMShivers and @MisterAntiBully When did his relationship with Quinn take place? 1 10 Jennifer 'aww @GMShivers 21h He told me in 2014 about about 2 yrs ago so i assume around 2012 15 They KNEW and told him to be quiet about it all, then when she did this they all abandoned him. As far as I'm concerned they can all burn in the same fire she does. CN amalgamasreal It gets even worse, the reason why they didn't want him to speak up and help Eron back in 2014? MoonQueen @Katpyre 20h Replying to @GMShivers and @MisterAnti Bully I'm curious as to the reason why his friends told him never to speak up. Was it to save face for their game? Was it because they didn't think he was abused? Was it because they liekd Zoe as friends? It's just f----- up to tell him to never talk about it and then instantly turn- 2 3 Jennifer D'aww @GMShivers 20h Many of them (indluding himself) were terrified of "giving MRAS ammo" or hurting other female developers. They saw this as a lynch pin. From their view, I get it. But as we can all see now, this is not better. 13 t 3 MoonQueen @Katpyre 20h So it was basically fear politics. the fear of giving in to a boogeyman and they'd rather allow a man to suffer and basically tell male victims they don't matter* that if a victim isnt' female they don't matter because this boogeyman of a small subset of people will be idiots 1 5 Jennifer D'aww @GMShivers 20h Ironically exactly like religious groups when they get a bad apple in there. 13 MoonQueen @Katpyre 20h It's why I have a distaste for a LOT of political groups on the left and right and centerish. It's always like some cult. The moment anyone does 1 thing out of line it's basically the end of the world. I'm just. It sucks people end up this way all around. hateful and vain. 3 They literally told him to be silent and he acquiesced because they "didn't want to give MRAS ammo" yoonbum-in-drag Sick sick sick largic H--------, so Zoe didn't target him randomly? She went after another one of her victims? And he's the one being demonized, even after his death? This woman legitimately might be a psychopath or something. She needs to f--- off and probably be in jail. She's a legitimate danger to whatever community she's in. platypus-protection-syndicate Sociopath. But I'm not even really following and her behavior screams sociopath. largic She definitely doesn't have the charm of a psychopath, but sociopaths tend to be more reclusive and more prone to emotional outbursts than psychopaths. They're also capable of some amount of attachment to other people while psychopaths aren't. Either way, she's clearly just an evil, vile woman
Zoe Quinn thespectacularspider-girl 2014: Her boyfriend puts out a post detailing the alleged abuse he suffered at the hands of her in an online post. He is lambasted as directing hatred toward her, harassing her, is sued, and is maligned by the mainstream gaming journalists. 2019, nearly exactly 5 years later: Zoe puts out a series of tweets, levying accusations of sexual abuse and assault by another developer. Mainstream gaming media and industry vets instantly believe her. thespectacularspider-girl 2014: Boyfriend puts out statement that Zoe albused him repeatedly. Boyfriend harassed, any harassment Zoe gets is deemed misogynistic and Gamergate branded hate group. 2019: Zoe puts out statement that Alec abused her. Alec is harassed and is justified by the mob, any harassment Zoe gets is deemed misogynistic. Alec kills himself, Zoe deemed victim after being complicit in someone's death. amalgamasreal If what Jennifer Dawe has said is true Alec told basically all of his friends, the people who threw him under the bus, exactly what type of person Zoe was as far back as 2014 and potentially even earlier. Jennifer D'aww @GMShivers Replying to @MisterAntiBully All of these people should dunk their heads. This is going to haunt me. All his friends saying they had no idea? B-------. EVERY last one of them told him to shut his hole. He was the original Eron, they all begged him not to. I've been trying to talk to friends about it for a couple years Aug 18, 2014, 1:13 PM 1:31 PM Aug 31, 2019 Twitter Web App 59 Retweets 177 Likes Cathy Young @CathyYoung63 21h Replying to @GMShivers and @MisterAntiBully When did his relationship with Quinn take place? 1 10 Jennifer 'aww @GMShivers 21h He told me in 2014 about about 2 yrs ago so i assume around 2012 15 They KNEW and told him to be quiet about it all, then when she did this they all abandoned him. As far as I'm concerned they can all burn in the same fire she does. CN amalgamasreal It gets even worse, the reason why they didn't want him to speak up and help Eron back in 2014? MoonQueen @Katpyre 20h Replying to @GMShivers and @MisterAnti Bully I'm curious as to the reason why his friends told him never to speak up. Was it to save face for their game? Was it because they didn't think he was abused? Was it because they liekd Zoe as friends? It's just f----- up to tell him to never talk about it and then instantly turn- 2 3 Jennifer D'aww @GMShivers 20h Many of them (indluding himself) were terrified of "giving MRAS ammo" or hurting other female developers. They saw this as a lynch pin. From their view, I get it. But as we can all see now, this is not better. 13 t 3 MoonQueen @Katpyre 20h So it was basically fear politics. the fear of giving in to a boogeyman and they'd rather allow a man to suffer and basically tell male victims they don't matter* that if a victim isnt' female they don't matter because this boogeyman of a small subset of people will be idiots 1 5 Jennifer D'aww @GMShivers 20h Ironically exactly like religious groups when they get a bad apple in there. 13 MoonQueen @Katpyre 20h It's why I have a distaste for a LOT of political groups on the left and right and centerish. It's always like some cult. The moment anyone does 1 thing out of line it's basically the end of the world. I'm just. It sucks people end up this way all around. hateful and vain. 3 They literally told him to be silent and he acquiesced because they "didn't want to give MRAS ammo" yoonbum-in-drag Sick sick sick largic H--------, so Zoe didn't target him randomly? She went after another one of her victims? And he's the one being demonized, even after his death? This woman legitimately might be a psychopath or something. She needs to f--- off and probably be in jail. She's a legitimate danger to whatever community she's in. platypus-protection-syndicate Sociopath. But I'm not even really following and her behavior screams sociopath. largic She definitely doesn't have the charm of a psychopath, but sociopaths tend to be more reclusive and more prone to emotional outbursts than psychopaths. They're also capable of some amount of attachment to other people while psychopaths aren't. Either way, she's clearly just an evil, vile woman

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