Photo Joe putignano

How did he pass?
He was a heroin addict, he got recovered and wrote a book called ACROBADDICT.
Apparently it was a overdose from a relapse.

Josh wrote this:


ptjoshp

To My Soulmate…
I can’t believe you’re gone. My amazing, beautiful soulmate Joe, is no longer here in physical form. As the husband of an addict in recovery, I came to realize that the demon of addiction is a constant battle you’d have to fight daily. Sadly, it saw a moment of vulnerability. That demon seized it, and took you away from me. While I slept, you left me, Pasta and Shadow yesterday. I’m devastated that you’re no longer here to keep me company; for me to be your co-pilot with PS5 games; to see the joy in your eyes when you played with Pasta and Shadow. Our years of deep talks, long hikes and walks, going to the gym, our amazing vacations we took, the several leaps of faith to live in new places; getting you through the hell of your accelerated BSN degree program. We did so very much, my love, and now, what am I supposed to do?? I need you Joe, and now I’m all alone. I now lay in an empty bed, that I can smell your scent, where you used to hold me tight when we talked about everything on our minds, watched movies and TV, and made mind blowing love. I wrap myself in your robe after I shower to be surrounded by your smell, for the brief moment of respite from my immense grief and I imagine and feel you hugging and holding me so very tight.
 
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He was a heroin addict, he got recovered and wrote a book called ACROBADDICT.
Apparently it was a overdose from a relapse.

Josh wrote this:


ptjoshp

To My Soulmate…
I can’t believe you’re gone. My amazing, beautiful soulmate Joe, is no longer here in physical form. As the husband of an addict in recovery, I came to realize that the demon of addiction is a constant battle you’d have to fight daily. Sadly, it saw a moment of vulnerability. That demon seized it, and took you away from me. While I slept, you left me, Pasta and Shadow yesterday. I’m devastated that you’re no longer here to keep me company; for me to be your co-pilot with PS5 games; to see the joy in your eyes when you played with Pasta and Shadow. Our years of deep talks, long hikes and walks, going to the gym, our amazing vacations we took, the several leaps of faith to live in new places; getting you through the hell of your accelerated BSN degree program. We did so very much, my love, and now, what am I supposed to do?? I need you Joe, and now I’m all alone. I now lay in an empty bed, that I can smell your scent, where you used to hold me tight when we talked about everything on our minds, watched movies and TV, and made mind blowing love. I wrap myself in your robe after I shower to be surrounded by your smell, for the brief moment of respite from my immense grief and I imagine and feel you hugging and holding me so very tight.
Very sad the people who are left behind to pick up the pieces. Hope the husband finds some peace in time.