Aspie chick with a wild streak

Ok, about what happened to Jason. It was very tragic. But here's what happened: there was something on tv that I wanted to watch at 8pm. At the same time he was watching some DVDs and so I decided to watch what I wanted in another room so we wouldn't be distracting each other.At the same time, I could tell he was getting drunk.And when he got drunk, he'd get cocky, arrogant, obnoxious, belligerent, he would be slurring his words, and staggering if he walked, falling down, he'd break something, and then he wouldn't remember it, the next day. And I was getting mad at him for how he was acting because he was drunk. And lately this year up to the day he passed away unexpectedly, he had been using vodka just to help him fall asleep at night. Well, when I came out of the room after watching what I wanted at 10:30, I find him slumped over against the couch and his skin was all blotchy and his face was turning blue so I called 911. And then when the paramedics came i...

 I would have written about what happened exactly to Jason if I actually had internet as well as remember the password to this account a lot sooner.It hasn't been easy, mentally to talk about what happened, because I seem to be remembering little bits of new information at a time.It's already been 4 months since he passed away, unexpectedly. It feels like he's been gone for 4 years.Supposedly it can be 4 to 6 months when the grief is at it's peak, before someone can start to slowly really feel any better. I'm going to need another round of a grief share support group, because they're doing another session in the spring of next year. By that time, it will have been a little more than 6 months since it happened, but it won't even be a year since it happened. I hate how damn slow this computer is. Otherwise, I could go through old stuff I had wrote about Jason in past posts on facebook going into detail of what happened exactly. Earlier this year he said he wan...

 Finally, I have cable and internet in the apartment again. I can't say that this has been a good year for me lately. Whenever I think I'm having a good year, something always has to happen in the summer to ruin the rest of the year for me. I know last summer I wrote in a note book to the late Devin Wilson saying that I wish that he and my late boyfriend could have met each other. I know I had heard this song last year by Miley Cyrus called "Midnight Sky" where there was mention in the song of it feeling good for someone to be on their own and I associated myself with the last time I was single and it felt good. And I know that in early August I was just joking when I said that maybe when I die and go to heaven, I can finally get married when I get up there. Someone upstairs might have taken that way too literally, because this summer in mid August, my boyfriend of almost 11 years has died. I mean, after being together for nearly 11 years, he passed away this summer, ...