Well, Cameron's gone. But at least I got to see him this week. About 7 minutes ago, he said goodbye and then disappeared once and for all like the other support workers at that company.

I'm gonna back up a bit. Over the past 3 or so years, I've had a pair of helping hands from just one human being doing temporary work for an organization. It involves that person showing up once a week and helping out with things, whether it's buying sawdust for mice or something bigger like getting help obtaining ID or the end of a long term goal.

As I said, it's temporary. Cameron lasted the longest, and he was only around for 18 months. Only problem is, once they're done with that job, you completely fall out of communication. They are legally forbidden to contact you again. I think it's to stop potential harm from some asshole messing with personal information or something. The three I've met never seemed like they would do that.

I had no idea this was a thing until about 2/3 of the way through my time with Cameron, and eventually I realized this would be pretty sad in time. The issue is that over the time with a support worker from this NGO is that you get pretty attached. Obviously since Cameron's era was the longest, he's the one most attachable. He's gone now.

We finished our final visit by watching my movie Jaws: The Great Battle together. Fulfilling enough, I guess.