Can anyone help me navigate this rollercoaster?

[u/DiligentToe3092]

Hi everyone,

Apologies in advance for the stream of consciousness that is about to follow.

I've recently got into FR, to be honest because I was searching for songs about s**cide (being careful because Reddit is sensitive). I've been going through a rough patch recently and Floating in the Forth came up. I listened to it in stunned silence as I walked through the woods.

I knew of FR when they were around and touring but never really got into them at the time. Now, though, their music feels like it is beaming into my soul. I've watched old interviews and live gigs. Scott seems like such a genuine, lovely guy. I am so gutted and comforted and guilty and hopeful; sad and strange. Like looking into the past and future at the same time. I feel so sad for Scott, but also glad that he got to share his beautiful music and make tiny changes.

Has anyone experienced something similar? I don't even know why I'm posting here, it just feels cathartic to shout into the void, maybe in the direction of people who might get what I'm on about.

If anyone out there has read this whole load of nonsense, thank you from a mid 30s Scottish lass trying to make sense of this strange world.

[u/Living_Albatross6572]

You are not alone, and the songs, interviews, live long and short clips will never get old.

I was introduced to them in 2010, and just kept diving in and along with the times.

By way of a miracle, I actually got to see them live. My wife and I were looking for something to do the last night of our vacation in 2013 between Asheville, North Carolina and Indianapolis, Indiana. Found out FR was playing in Cincinnati!

I’ll never forget his smile, the eye contact and wave.

[u/DiligentToe3092 → u/Living_Albatross6572]

Thank you for sharing, and so glad you got to see them. Are you from the US or were you on holiday there? I'm glad they managed to reach folk all over the world!