SkylarJayde

      So, I have obviously been completely inactive on here for the last few months, well until today haha, but I feel it's important to let everyone what's going on, as my fans and friends deserve an explanation as to why I've not been posting content on any of my social media platforms or pages for awhile. So, it all started the day after our power went off due to high winds, which that event alone had made me anxious. The winds that night were no joke, as my place of work even decided to close early that day after a powerline behind the building fell, and had created a dangerous situation for anyone coming through our drive-thru. 

      Anyway, before I get lost in the details again, the next morning I woke up to the power finally back on! but unfortunately that wasn't why I had woken up, instead what had woken me up was the smell of something god-awful, I mean it was probably the worst smell I've ever smelled in my entire life, and when I opened my eyes to see that there was smoke everywhere and that in the corner of my room there was an orange flickering..my room was on fire! While the smell had managed to wake me up, it hadn't woken up my bf, and it was very hard for me to get him up. Looking back i'm pretty sure he had inhaled a lot more smoke than me, as he woul $L33p with his mouth open a lot  ( Something I had been trying to get him to stop doing for awhile ) and that was why it was so hard to get him up. When I finally got him up, instead of running out of the room with me, he attempted to put the fire out, not realizing that it was coming from an outlet and that it was way too big at this point to put out alone. I had to pull him out of the room, and the moment we opened the door to run out, the fire got a lot bigger, thanks to the fresh oxygen we unintentionally let in while running out we ended up fueling it further. I then had to convince his mother to leave the house, as she has dementia and didn't understand what was happening. My bf managed to get two of the dogs out, but not the cats, and not the puppies😭

             We all piled into his little car in the driveway, and that's when I realized I didn't have my phone, I had ended up dropping it while attempting to wake him up. So I had no way of calling 911, I had to get his mom's phone from her and call them which took way too long, And then while speaking with an operator who didn't take me seriously I had to finally explain that the fire was in town and that other houses surrounding ours were at risk The longer it took for them to get there as the fire seemed to be spreading quickly. You would think that seeing as how the power had went out the night before that there had also been a high fire risk alerting local firefighters to beat on call or ready in case a call came in but no the operator told me that they would have to call them individually get them up they'd have to get dressed drive down to the fire station get loaded up in their gear and then come there needless to say they didn't make it there on time and in fact The first fire trucks to make it there were from a neighboring county. Thank God for them, because though the house was destroyed pretty much it could have been a lot worse had they not made it there sooner. 

           The house is very severally smoke damaged, and our bedroom along with everything in it was completely destroyed. On our first walkthrough post-fire it was very emotional, because had I not woken up, we would have most likely all d!3d. The house was well built, so all the layers of plaster that had been applied to the walls, really saved it. because without them our room would have been reduced to ashes. So optimistic view is it is rebuildable but The pessimistic take is that to rebuild it's going to take a lot of money something that we don't have. Why? Well my bfs mom didn't have insurance on the house, because of her dementia she was convinced that she had already gotten fire insurance and was already paying it but the reality is she hadn't actually ever gotten it.  

    I'm adding some photos of the house to share how serious the fire was, as sometimes it doesn't sink in until you see it. I know that when I made the call to the rest of his family and to my mom and also to the 911 operator who IMO didn't take me very seriously, neither did my family or his. I actually had to come and see it for themselves before they actually realized that I was not being dramatic. We all instantly became homeless, just like that. The red cross offered us some help, but that was of course only temporary. We are now living in a camper that his sister let us stay in, on his dad's property. His mom is living with his dad in the house.Although she keeps trying to demand to have the camper as well, and even makes up stories about us driving it to places to party in it 🤦🏼‍♀️I really believe that the intense stress and trauma that the fire caused has made her dementia worse. 

       After the fire my place of work offered to raise money for us at first I thought that was a great and sweet idea but then later learned that many of my fellow employees had been pocketing money claiming that they were getting "$20 tips" when in reality the money was supposed to have been a donation. I'm actually now unemployed because this great place I used to work at decided to fire me after I missed one day I know I was not a no call no show I did call and had told them about this appointment for months beforehand and yet they act like I inconvenienced them that morning, And then when I stopped by the motel that the Red Cross had paid for us to stay in to change into my work clothes after the appointment, me and my boyfriend got into the fight and he took my phone and he locked it in a safe at the motel we were staying at and refused to give it back until I had sex with him I tried to leave and he wouldn't let me and because of all of that I ended up losing my job despite me trying to explain the situation the next day, Mind you I had came in many times on my days off to cover for employees on the days that they didn't come in. I had never missed work beforehand, and yet the one time that I do they decide to let me go knowing that I had just went through a traumatic event and that I really needed the money and couldn't afford to be fired. 

        So Yeah... I'm sorry guys, 😞 things have been really rough for the past few months, I'm hoping it gets better in the months ahead. I'm hopefully going to start posting again soon if you guys don't mind seeing video shot inside of a camper but they're coming I promise.

also do you like my nails? I did them myself 😊💅🏼