The Willis family has gone through a lot during these past months, and their struggles are far from over.
Ever since the Die Hard star was diagnosed with a condition that affects one’s ability to communicate, the world fell silent. His family provided him with extreme support and has been updating his fans of Bruce’s condition regularly.
Bruce withdrew from from the spotlight, and later on, he was diagnosed with a more specific condition; frontotemporal dementia.
“Our family wanted to start by expressing our deepest gratitude for the incredible outpouring of love, support and wonderful stories we have all received since sharing Bruce’s original diagnosis,” his daughter Rumer Willis posted on the social media.
“In the spirit of that, we wanted to give you an update about our beloved husband, father and friend since we now have a deeper understanding of what he is experiencing.
“Since we announced Bruce’s diagnosis of aphasia in spring 2022, Bruce’s condition has progressed and we now have a more specific diagnosis: frontotemporal dementia (known as FTD).”
As Bruce’s wife, ex-wife, and his daughters were as well affected by his illness, his daughter Tallulah, whom the actor shares with Demi Moore, is experiencing issues with her mental health and they get worse as her father’s health condition worsens.
Tallulah spoke openly of her anorexia after she was dumped by her fiancè Dillon Buss less than three months after her father’s aphasia diagnosis.
As per reports, Bruce is being aware of his daughter’s suffering.
“Bruce could see her wasting away and it only made his own problems worse,” a source said, as reported by Radar.
“Bruce was shattered when he saw Tallulah’s suffering,” the insider went on.
“It got to the point where the family thought it would be better if they weren’t around each other at all.”
Tallulah has been diagnosed with borderline personality disorder after she checked into an in-patient facility following the breakup.
In the essay she penned for Vogue Magazine, Tallulah explained that her struggles with body dysmorphia began when she started taking medication for ADHD.
“I felt smart for the first time,” Tallulah said of taking her medication, “but I also started to enjoy the appetite-suppressant side effect of the meds. I saw a way to banish the awkward adolescent in favor of a flighty little pixie. And like so many people with eating disorders, my sense of myself went haywire.
“There’s an unhealthy deliciousness at the beginning of losing weight rapidly. People are like, ‘Oh wow!’ And then quickly it turns to, ‘Are you okay?’ My friends and family were terrified, and I dismissed it.”
The 29-year-old added: “By the spring of 2022, I weighed about 84 lbs. I was always freezing. I was calling mobile IV teams to come to my house, and I couldn’t walk in my Los Angeles neighborhood because I was afraid of not having a place to sit down and catch my breath.”
We truly hope Tallulah would be able to overcome her health issues.
My Husband Took This Photo of Me Just Before I Threw My Rings: I Learned a True Lesson in Life
This past Sunday, the day began with the promise of a beautiful morning on a boat cruise with my husband, Jack. We were basking in the sun, the gentle sway of the boat calming our spirits. Our conversation flowed easily, filled with laughter and shared memories. It was one of those perfect mornings that seemed to bring us closer together, making me appreciate our life and love.
But suddenly, the atmosphere shifted. Jack’s demeanor changed from light-hearted to serious. He took a deep breath, his eyes filled with a mix of regret and fear. “Baby, I’m so sorry,” he began, his voice trembling. “I have to tell you something. I’m so sorry, please forgive me. I had an affair.”
The Heartbreaking Revelation
Those words hit me like a tidal wave. My heart pounded in my chest, and I felt a surge of emotions – disbelief, rage, and an overwhelming sense of betrayal. I am not a confrontational person by nature, so I didn’t scream or cry. Instead, I stood up, numb with shock, and removed my wedding and engagement rings. With a swift motion, I hurled them into the vast, unforgiving ocean.
Jack’s reaction was instant. His eyes widened in horror, and his mouth fell open. “What have you done?” he shouted, his voice cracking. “It was a joke, a prank! I wasn’t serious!”
But it was too late. The rings, symbols of our love and commitment, were gone, sinking into the depths of the sea. My anger flared. “Because of your cruel joke, I’ve thrown away your family engagement ring!” I screamed back, tears now streaming down my face.
The Aftermath of a Cruel Joke
Jack’s face turned as white as a sheet. He started to panic, his breathing becoming erratic. “Do you realize what you’ve done?” he screamed. “That ring was a family heirloom, passed down through generations! It was irreplaceable!”
His words cut through my anger like a knife. The gravity of my actions hit me, and I felt a wave of regret. But the damage was done. There was no retrieving the rings from the ocean. I had acted out of blind rage and hurt, and now we both had to face the consequences.
The boat ride back to shore was a silent, tense affair. Jack was devastated, and I was left grappling with a whirlwind of emotions. Was it right to react the way I did? Did his prank justify my drastic action? These questions haunted me, and I knew that our relationship had been irrevocably altered.
Reflecting on Consequences
As we disembarked and made our way home, the silence between us was deafening. Jack’s shoulders were slumped, his face etched with pain and regret. I couldn’t bring myself to look at him. My mind was racing, replaying the events over and over.
That night, we sat down to talk. Jack apologized profusely, explaining that he never intended to hurt me. It was supposed to be a joke, a misguided attempt to lighten the mood. He admitted that it was a terrible mistake, one that he would regret for the rest of his life.
I listened, my heart heavy. I knew that forgiveness wouldn’t come easily. The trust between us had been shattered, and it would take time to rebuild. We both needed to reflect on our actions and understand the impact they had on our relationship.
Rebuilding Trust
In the weeks that followed, Jack and I sought counseling to help us navigate the fallout of that fateful day. It was a difficult journey, filled with painful conversations and soul-searching. But we were committed to healing and rebuilding our trust.
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