Tallulah Willis (left) and Bruce Willis (Getty Images)
Tallulah, Bruce Willis’ daughter, recently shared an update on how her family is coping with his dementia diagnosis. Bruce, 69, has frontotemporal dementia (FTD), a rare type of dementia that affects behavior and language and gets worse over time.
Tallulah admitted that she’s just starting to really deal with her emotions about her dad’s condition, after trying to avoid them before. On Instagram, she posted pictures of them together, saying, “I love this guy so much. It’s hard to feel these emotions, but I’m thankful I can now instead of pushing them away.”
She also shared some old photos of them hugging, having dinner, and looking through his old magazine covers, calling them memories “from the forever archives.” Last month, she spoke on the Today Show, saying that while Bruce is stable, it’s a tough situation with good and bad days, but there’s still a lot of love in their family.
Tallulah, Bruce Willis’ daughter, shared that her dad’s diagnosis has taught her to use her time more wisely and appreciate every moment she spends with her family, especially with him.
She said, “It’s made me realize not to take any moment for granted, and I really believe we’d be best friends. I think he’s very proud of me. You have to live in the moment and be present.”
In March 2022, Bruce was first diagnosed with aphasia, a condition that affects communication skills. Later, his other daughter, Rumer, shared that he got a more specific diagnosis of frontotemporal dementia (FTD), a rare and more aggressive type of dementia.
My Cheating Husband Told Me I am Hideous And Ugly. I Gave him a Taste of His Own Medicine
I still remember the day vividly. His words cut deeper than any blade ever could. “You should be grateful I stay with you because nobody else could stand looking at that hideous face every day.” His cruel comment replayed in my mind like a broken record. At 67, I knew I wasn’t as young as I once was, but I had always believed in my inner and outer beauty. When I dressed up and put effort into my appearance, I still caught a look or two from strangers. His betrayal and harsh words completely shattered my self-esteem.
I was devastated. This was the man I had loved, the father of our four children, the person I had devoted my life to. How could he be so cruel? For days, I was in a daze, hurt and saddened by his words and actions. But then, a realization hit me. This man didn’t love me anymore. He thought that because we were old, he could do whatever he wanted without consequences.
“Okay, Mister Martin,” I thought to myself. “Let’s play it your way. I will make you regret this.”
The Perfect Facade
For the next three days, I played the role of the perfect wife. I served him his meals on time, cleaned the house meticulously, and even showed him extra respect. The satisfaction on his petty little face was almost unbearable. He thought he had won, that he had put me in my place. Little did he know, I was just setting the stage for what was to come.
Behind the scenes, I was planning my revenge. I spent hours researching and thinking of ways to hit him where it hurt the most. The first step was to gather evidence of his infidelity. With the help of a private investigator, I collected photographs, messages, and even videos of his escapades.
The Day of Reckoning
The very next day after my perfect facade, I executed my plan. It started like any other day. I made him breakfast, kissed him goodbye as he left for work, and waited patiently. When he came home, he was greeted by our children, all four of them. They had no idea what was about to happen, but I needed them there for what was to come next.
I gathered everyone in the living room and handed out envelopes containing the evidence of his infidelity. As they opened them, the room filled with gasps and shocked expressions. Martin’s face turned from confusion to horror as he realized what was happening.
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“Martin, you thought you could humiliate me and get away with it?” I said, my voice steady and strong. “You thought I would just sit back and let you walk all over me? You’re wrong. I’ve had enough.”
I looked at our children, their eyes wide with disbelief. “This man,” I continued, “has betrayed not only me but our entire family. He doesn’t deserve our love or respect.”
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