15/08/2023
Typing these words feels like a knife twisting in my chest, so I’m just going to say this all once to everyone on my socials as contacting ppl individually is too much to bear. My sweet little brother made his choice to leave this world last week. Few people truly knew the trauma we went through growing up. I always felt like he was a miracle, a precious gem of a person that was somehow forged from all the insanity that we endured, & his existence made going through what we did all worth it. He was a treasure my sister & I always tried to protect from all the monsters in our life. Now that he’s gone nothing makes sense right now. I loved that kid with every fiber of my being, he was my mini-me. I can’t even look in the mirror without breaking down because all I see is his face within mine. I will never be the same. Relearning how to live life without him feels nearly impossible. He was my heart. His jokes & laughter constantly fueled my spirit. His absence is a pain I never knew could exist within my body. Everything hurts.
To everyone recently & in the past that have mishandled this delicate soul, you know who you are, and I hope you learn to be less careless with people in your everyday life. You cannot fathom how deep the internal struggles of others can really be. Be more aware of the way you treat and speak to people in this already difficult world we live in. I beg you.
Please remember DeanJr Price. My precious DJ. If you were lucky enough to know him, please tell me your favorite memory, your favorite prank or joke, tell me about your best fishing trip together, how you met, share your pictures with me, just anything. Keep his memory alive. He was a rare one.
I’m going offline until further notice to spend time with my loved ones and figure out a way to process this, but feel free to leave messages here. I’ll read it all later when I can handle it better. Please try not to contact my sister by phone right now, you can DM me on fb or leave a message here and I’ll make sure she gets it when she is ready. She specifically asked for peace and quiet while she attempts to process this really difficult time. It’s all so overwhelming, and unreal. Memorial service TBA.