I guess I lied in my last post.

I didn’t get it out of my system.

Almost a week later and I still can’t stop eating!!!!

I had another tragic thing happen yesterday. One of Jay’s childhood friends committed suicide. It was a shock. On the outside, he seemed like a happy, family man. No drugs. Not an alcoholic. Worked hard, seemed to have a happy marriage. Great family man … father of 3. And now he’s dead. WTF. I don’t get it. I don’t get why these things happen. I can’t process this right now. It’s too much to think about.

I had to go to the prison yesterday to break the news to Jay. We got a private visit in a private room. He was so upset. He was crying so hard, and I couldn’t hold him. I could hold his hands, but I wanted to put my arms around him and tell him everything is ok. But it’s not. Nothing is ok.

I think he’s coming home this week. Maybe coming home in the next 2 days. He doesnt deserve to be in there for owing $2000 dollars. This is all so fucked. I just want to get on with our lives.

I’ll post the article about our friend. It’s sad. Really sad. Tragic. WTF