My fellow inmates,

I must apologize as I have been silent for a few days, just as I began this website. I should have been here banging on the walls with a hammer & getting the place in order.

So what happened?

Saturday… April 30th…

It was a wonderful day. The sun was out, Tyler and I cut our hair, Jay was sitting on the couch watching his YouTube videos & helping with house cleaning. Everyone was in a great mood.

My brother invited me out to lunch & I went while everyone else stayed at home doing their thing.

After I got home from lunch I dropped the groceries off, for Easter dinner, and joked with Jay a bit before heading downstairs to the garage to smoke with Tyler & watch TV.

About an hour later Jay came downstairs to take the recycling out & bs with us a bit. He then went back upstairs.

About 20 minutes after this, I started to get chilly, so I ran upstairs to grab my jacket.

There I found Jay face down in the living room, purple, & not breathing.

I screamed for Tyler. He came running and started CPR as we waited for the paramedics.

For an hour they worked on him, as his blood soaked into the white carpet, before they said they did everything they could.

I lost a partner, a best friend…

And now…

The other shoe is hanging in the air.

For many years we knew Jay has had a serious drinking problem. Every year it kept getting worse & every year we let drunken BS just roll off our backs as we took care of someone we loved.

About 4 years ago Jay got into an episode where he told us “if anything happens to me my sister will put you out in the streets.”

I told Jay that he was the only one that could address that.

Yet he kept repeating it over and over, every time he got drunk.

Finally we had had enough

I had already left Jay once, back in 2012, and it made the drinking much worse in response.

I had no idea what to do.

So, 4 years ago we went to his parents, who were good friends of ours. We knew he was going to drink himself to death. We asked what we should do.

No one wants a cliff and it would be easier for us to start a new path now and not get caught with our pants down, when he finally passes.

His dad asked us to stay. He asked us to take care of him. Jay has refused rehab and needed someone to take care of him. Someone to be by his side.

If we did and something ever happened to Jay we would have a place to live, home stayed home.

*Words*

Jay reiterated this, that if anything ever happened to him we would get the house.

*Words*

Jay’s Father passed away in October. Jay passed away Saturday.

No will was ever updated.

The sister has grabbed all the bills and told us to relax and not worry, but she also said that she hasn’t decided what to do about the house.

*Sigh*

4 years ago we were going to leave to start a new path for us. I’m not getting any younger.

Our fate now hangs in the hands of the sister.

Truthfully, while grieving the loss of someone I truly loved, & who I took care of, all the way through passing of cirrhosis…

I can’t help but also be heartbroken, by the people I considered friends and family for many years.

Sometimes I think I’m too good of a person, perhaps I have too big of a heart.

I guess we shall see what happens.

Gofundme, Onlyfans, & Patreon may be coming soon.

Gear auctions may be coming soon.

I’ve always given my content away, never asked anyone to pay for content, besides my stories on Patreon.

It distresses me that I may have to ask.

I’m keeping my fingers crossed, as losing someone you’ve loved for 17 years is a kick in the pants.

Losing your home because the family steps in…

Because you weren’t addressed in the will…

This sucks.

I guess we shall see.

The Almighty dollar. Fucking people over since 1776.

😏

UPDATE YOUR FUCKING WILLS!!!

With that, visiting time is over

Whatever you do, don’t scream too loud as others are trying to sleep.

~Asylum