Before his death, Matthew Perry revealed the truth about Jennifer Aniston

Actor Matthew Perry, who passed away, made millions of people happy throughout the world with his legendary performance as Chandler Bing. Regretfully, despite his ability to make others laugh, he struggled with addiction for years and was unable to assist himself.

Perry published his memoir Friends, Lovers, and the Big Terrible Thing last year, in which he candidly discussed his struggle with addiction. He also disclosed some information regarding co-star Jennifer Aniston among the others.

Over the weekend, Perry’s LA home’s hot tub was discovered to be unresponsive. His death’s precise cause is still under investigation.

The actor, who was born in 1969 to an American father and a Canadian mother, debuted in a movie in 1988 called A Night in the Life of Jimmy Reardon, which also starred the late River Phoenix.

He also starred in Beverly Hills, 90210, and Growing Pains, Sydney, costarring Valerie Bertinelli.

His breakthrough performance came in Friends as the sardonic Chandler Bing. He spent ten years in the job, from 1994 to 2004.

Throughout the course of his multi-decade career, Perry starred alongside Salma Hayek in the 1997 romantic comedy Fools Rush In. He also costarred with Bruce Willis in the 2000 film The Whole Nine Yards and the 2004 follow-up The Whole Ten Yards.

Perry became well-known after landing a role in Friends, one of the most watched television programs ever. But he also began misusing alcohol at that same period.

Kind of, I could manage it. However, I was deeply involved in a lot of trouble by the time I was 34,” Perry acknowledged. However, I did spend some years sober throughout that period. The year I stayed sober the entire time was Season 9. And you know for which season I received a best actor nomination? That ought to tell me something, I thought.

He experienced a health crisis in 2018 after being admitted to the hospital for a stomach perforation. He spent two weeks in a coma and five months overall.

Perry told People, “The doctors told my family that I had a two percent chance to live.” “I was placed on an ECMO machine, which does all of your heart and lung breathing. That is referred to be a Hail Mary. Nobody makes it out of that.

Perry often acknowledged that the other members of the Friends cast knew about his addiction and supported him because they were close in real life as well as on television.

They were really patient and understanding. It resembles penguins. In the wild, penguins tend to support and embrace each other when one becomes ill or severely injured. Until that penguin can walk on its own, they circumambulate it. For me, the actors kind of did that, according to Perry.

But through thick and thin, Jennifer Aniston was the one who was at his side. It was she who kept in constant touch with him through his highs and lows.

He stated, “She was the one that reached out the most,” in an interview with Diane Sawyer from October 2022. “You know, she has my sincere gratitude for that.”

Simultaneously, Aniston was the first to confront him over his drinking issues.

Sawyer mentioned a surprise in Perry’s book when he remarked, “Jennifer, she says, ‘We know you’re drinking.’”

Perry answered, “Yeah, imagine how scary a moment that was.”

 Fans of Perry put flowers outside the Friends apartment building in Manhattan’s West Village after her untimely death.In a statement, the actor’s family expressed that they were “heartbroken by the loss.” 

As a friend and actor, Matthew made the world a much happier place. They wrote in their statement, “You all meant so much to him and we appreciate the incredible outpouring of love.

The late actor received tributes from admirers, coworkers, producers, and other celebrities.

We Adopted a Rescue Dog — The Next Night, My 8-Year-Old Son Was Gone

What began as a simple family outing to adopt a rescue dog quickly turned into a night of panic, hidden secrets, and difficult truths. That night made me question everything I believed about trust and family.

Last weekend, I thought I lost my son.

It all started with a dog. My son, Andy, had been begging for one for months. Every day, he’d ask, “Dad, can we please, please get a dog?” He was relentless, and I was getting close to giving in. But he also had to convince Kelly, my wife.

After a lot of talking, my wife finally agreed. She looked at me seriously and said, “Fine, but only if it’s small and well-behaved. We’re not getting some big, messy mutt.”

Kelly had grown up in a tidy home, where pets were seen as small, clean, and polite. A poodle or a Yorkie, maybe, but definitely not a scruffy dog. Our son, though, wanted a real friend.

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The shelter was loud, full of barking and howling. Andy’s eyes lit up as we walked down the rows of kennels, skipping over the fluffy dogs we were supposed to be considering.

Then he stopped. In front of us was a kennel with the scruffiest dog I’d ever seen. She had tangled fur, big brown eyes, and a tail that looked crooked. She didn’t bark, just looked at us, tilting her head as if curious.

I squatted down next to Andy. “She’s not exactly what your mom wanted, buddy.”

“She needs us,” he said, looking at me with a stubborn glint. “Look at her. She’s… sad. We could make her happy.”

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“All right,” I said, ruffling his hair. “Let’s bring her home.”

When we walked in, my wife’s face fell. “She’s a little scruffier than I imagined,” she said, glancing between the dog and me.

“Come on, Daisy’s great,” I said, grinning. “Besides, they’re already best friends.”

She forced a small smile, looking unconvinced. “I just hope she doesn’t ruin the carpets.”

That evening, as we got ready for bed, Daisy wouldn’t settle down. She paced around, whining softly.

“Can’t you do something about that?” Kelly sighed, looking irritated.

“She’s probably nervous being in a new place,” I said. “Maybe she just needs some attention.”

Kelly hesitated, then swung her legs over the bed. “Fine. I’ll give her a treat or something,” she muttered and left the room.

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Minutes later, she returned, saying, “She just needed a treat.” She climbed into bed, and the whining stopped.

I woke up around 3 a.m. to a strange quiet. Something felt wrong. I got up to check on Andy. His bed was empty, the covers on the floor, and the window slightly open.

A cold panic crept over me.

I rushed down the hall, checking every room, calling his name louder each time. But he was nowhere.

I ran back to the bedroom and shook my wife awake. “He’s not in his room,” I said, my voice shaking. “The window’s open. Daisy’s gone too.”

She sat up, her eyes wide, but there was something else—guilt?

“Maybe she escaped, and he went after her?” I asked, desperate for an answer.

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She bit her lip, hesitating. “I don’t… I don’t know,” she stammered.

I picked up my phone and called the police, praying he was somewhere nearby.

Just as I was about to step outside, there was a soft scratching at the door.

When I opened it, Daisy sat there, covered in mud, panting. I dropped to one knee, feeling a mix of relief and confusion.

“Daisy?” I whispered. “Where were you?”

It felt strange to ask a dog, but I was desperate. She just looked up at me with tired eyes.

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Hours later, just as dawn broke, my phone buzzed. It was Mrs. Carver, an elderly neighbor who lived nearby.

“I saw a little boy near the woods behind my house,” she said. “He looked… lost.”

I thanked her, grabbed my keys, and headed to the car. Kelly and Daisy followed, looking tense. The woods weren’t far, but it felt like miles.

When we arrived, I ran into the woods, calling his name. And then, finally, I saw him.

He was curled up under a tree, shivering, his face dirty. I knelt beside him, pulling him close.

“Buddy,” I said, my voice breaking. “You scared us half to death.”

He looked up, his face lighting up when he saw Daisy behind me. She’d followed us, sniffing the ground.

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“Daisy,” he whispered, hugging her. “I thought you ran away because of me.”

I picked him up, wrapping him in my arms. “Let’s go home, all right?”

He nodded, looking back at Daisy like she was the only thing keeping him safe.

When we got back to the house, relief washed over me. My son was safe, Daisy was with us, but something still felt off.

My wife was tense, her eyes avoiding mine. She seemed distant, almost nervous. After we’d settled Andy on the couch with a blanket, I turned to her.

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“I swear I locked the door. How did Daisy get out?”

She looked down, her hands twisting. After a long pause, she took a deep breath. “I… I let her out.”

I stared, not understanding. “You… let her out?”

Her eyes filled with tears. “I thought… maybe if she disappeared, he’d get over it. She wasn’t the dog I wanted. She’s… scruffy, and I didn’t think she fit here.”

I felt anger and hurt boiling inside. “So you just… let her go?”

“I didn’t know he’d… he’d go after her,” she whispered, her voice breaking. “I thought he’d be sad, then move on. I didn’t want this mess. I just wanted things to be normal.”

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“Normal?” I repeated. “You put him in danger because you couldn’t handle a little mess?”

She sank into a chair, covering her face. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t know he’d do something so brave or that Daisy would stay with him. I didn’t think.”

I shook my head, struggling to understand. I looked at Andy, snuggled up with Daisy on the couch, her head on his lap. They’d bonded through something none of us had expected.

“I don’t know how we move past this,” I said quietly. “But for now… Daisy stays. She’s part of this family, and you need to accept that.”

She nodded, wiping her eyes, realizing the weight of what had happened.

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As I watched Andy stroke Daisy’s fur, a small, hopeful warmth rose in my chest. Family wasn’t about having things perfect. Sometimes, it was about the imperfect moments, the scruffy dogs, and the quiet forgiveness that held us all together.

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