Originally Posted by janet nolene
Last month my boyfriend died, he had been paryting all day at home with a few close friends because it was his friends birthday, I kept leaving sporatically because I didnt like his friend who was having the birthday..I left @4:00, came back @8:00p.m.,then left again til midnite. My boyfriend was so drunk and out of his charachter I was disdgusted and left. when I came back at3:30 a.m he was snorting pills....LOTS OF THEM!! I beggeg him to stop
he wouldnt listen so I laid down on our bed and made love to him so i could dissistract him from overdosing. while we madelove I noticed his lips looked kinda blue but thought it was the colored lightingin the room. I got up and went out to the kitchen to talk tohis son who was also there partying.EVERYTIME I WALKED INTO OUR BEDROOM TO CHECK ON HIM, There was a presense I couldnt see, something in the room that night that I can't explain. But it scared the hellout of me everytime I walked in there something didnt seem right. Like a bad aoura filled the room. To the point that I couldnt sleep in our room with him. So his son told me to go down the street to my girlfriends house and crash for a couple hours and comeback. So at 7:15 a.m I checked on him one last time but i just stood in the doorway of our bedroom, I couldnt even bring myself to walk to the bed and look at him.I yelled for his son and told him i didnt think his dad was breathing right,he insisted he was fine just really drunk. I woke up at my girlfriends around 1:30 in the afternoon and got to the house by 3:10,noticed there were people sittin around the table drinkin beer I asked where tony was (my boyfriend). They said they were waiting for him to wake up. My heart sank to my stomache because no matter how late tony partied he was ALWAYS up by 8:00 a.m I knew he was dead before I ever even opened the door. Iknew then what the unforseen presence was and the aoura and the blue lips......It was death taking his soul, and I feel I could have saved him instead of running from my fears. He was only 38 and i didnt save him. Im afraid his spirit is mad at me and wants to come get me. Im afraid of the dark now, im afraid to be left alone.Can anyone tell me that this will pass?his last words to me were "you're so beautiful janet, Ilove you so much" Is what im feeling normal? HELP!!!