One fucking day, Jeremy knew he would end up saying something, but as long as it wasn’t today… He was grateful for Christmas as it meant he could at least get extra tablets, which pleased the piss yellow bottle and his own fat mouth. As far as Ashley was concerned, if he could make My Jeremy laugh and keep him safe it was a good day... Food, sleep and jingle ball were always a happy bonus. In a life he eventually decides to leave, we watch through Jeremy's (and Ashley's) eyes as his last days unfold. What you see depends on how you look. *TRIGGER WARNING – Contains material some people may find upsetting