What struck me most - and has always stayed with me - is how Chloe appeared to be the kindest, most sweet person I could have wished to meet. She was the actual definition of “lovely” and “kind”, through and through.
Archive: July 11th, 2014
Chloe was generous with her emotions, but not in a needy or narcissistic way. I think she just found honesty more efficient than posturing. She didn’t hide her depression, but she didn’t let it define her, either. The clouds that followed her around wouldn’t hesitate to part for a good joke or an enthusiastic conversation about shared passions. Her wit was incisive and unassuming, her smile was enormous, and it was tremendously satisfying to make her laugh.
Geri remembers Chloe.
I don’t know which thought is worse: that @ChloeWeil’s suicide was inevitable; or that it was preventable.
Both are horrible.
We all grieve in different ways. We all find solace and comfort in different places.
There can be solace in walking. There can be comfort in music. Tears. Rage. Sadness. Whatever it takes.
Personally, I have found comfort in reading what others have written about Chloe …but I know Chloe would be really embarrassed. She never liked getting attention.
Chloe must have known that people would want to commemorate her in some way. She didn’t want a big ceremony. She didn’t want any fuss. She left specific instructions (her suicide was not a spur-of-the moment decision).
If you would like to mourn the death—and celebrate the life—of Chloe Weil, she asked that you contribute to one or both of these institutions:
- The Oregon Humane Society. This is where Chloe found FACE, her constant companion.
- The Internet Archive. Chloe cared deeply about the web and digital preservation.
If you choose to make a donation; thank you. It’s what Chloe wanted.
I still can’t believe she’s gone.
Someone else who was inspired by Chloe, without ever having met her.
Chloe was an inspiration, even to people she never met.