This caused a big fight between us and me stomping out the door telling him to 'drop dead'. Unfortunately, our words can sometimes come true. Five days later, Joey was accidently shot in the heart and died instantly. I felt much guilt for many years over my harsh words and also believed that God had taken him from me because I had left Christianity. You have to realize that I was overcome with grief and wasn't thinking in my right mind.
Grief plays tricks on people and can screw up their heads.
Seven years later, in 1991, I was living in my own house and was in a relationship with an older man who had a drinking problem. I thought I was happy. Heck, I had my own home, a happy nine-year old daughter and a man I thought loved me. I was having a good time, playing my music, writing songs and getting high. You would think that I would have thought I had it made in the shade.