My name is Janet and my fiancé of almost 15 years died early Friday morning unexpectedly of apparent heart complications. He was 53 years old. We were both on Social Security Disability. I cannot afford to live without his income. I face homelessness during the Wisconsin winter.

Greg Bracker was the sweetest, kindest person I ever met. He struggled so much with several psychiatric illnesses and faced ridicule and bullying his whole life because he was different. Anyone who bothered to really get to know him saw that he was a beautiful, sweet, and caring person. He was a loyal friend and he touched everyone he met. His family was so important to him and he tried to reach out and keep contact with them. I know so many loved him deeply because of the wonderful person he was. His mental issues made him feel as if he was a failure. However, his psychiatric illnesses didn't define him; his love and compassion did. I hope he knows that now.

I am not sure why, but he thought I was a Goddess. He adored me and praised me constantly to others. He thought I was beautiful and he was my biggest cheerleader. I don't have his support any longer and I feel like I can't live without it. I am so lost and alone. It seems unfair to have to grieve the loss of someone so special and face possible homelessness and survival.

His heart was so big, it just couldn't fit in that tiny place in his chest. It had to expand and it was able to when he passed. Greg can be with his family, his friend Rich, and our kitties who passed, now. Your struggles are over and you are at peace, my Geggy, my Baby. I will always love you. Goodbye!