Inside Tanya Roberts’ shocking handwritten will

Tanya Roberts was one of the sexiest and funniest actresses of her time, dazzling audiences with her stunning beauty and talent in That ’70s Show and Charlie’s Angels.

Tragically, her unexpected passing was marked by confusion, as her boyfriend mistakenly announced her death , adding a bizarre twist to the loss of this vibrant star.

Tanya Roberts, Jaclyn Smith and Cheryl Ladd, stars of the American TV show ‘Charlie’s Angels’, circa 1980.

Before we dive into the bizarre circumstances surrounding Tanya Roberts’ passing, let’s take a moment to celebrate her incredible contributions to the screen.

In a world where her legacy seems somewhat overlooked today, a closer look at her impressive career reveals just how unforgettable she truly was. And I’m sure she created cherished memories for many of you reading this.

Running away from home

Born Victoria Leigh Blum in 1949, Tanya Roberts grew up in the gritty Bronx of New York City. The little girl with ice-blue eyes lived in a poor old house with her mother and big sisters. Despite her modest life, Roberts had big dreams of wearing beautiful clothes, riding horses, living in a mansion, and shopping in limousines. Most of all, she wanted to be a star in Hollywood.

At just 15 years old, she took a bold step and ran away to chase her dreams. This was after her family had moved to Toronto, where a tragic event would lead Roberts to distance herself from them. One day, shortly after her father tragically passed away, Tanya felt the walls closing in on her.

In that moment, she decided to leave home. After a heated argument with her mother, Roberts packed her bags and moved to a place in the Village, a neighborhood in Toronto. She supported herself by selling dance lessons to ”old guys”, who lusted after her body.

It wasn’t long before she met another boy, Colin, who had also dropped out of school. She fell head over heels for him.

“It just happened. A stupid, spontaneous thing. Colin was two years older than me, a Canadian, a dropout, doing nothing. It was a love affair that turned into hatred. We never were friends. We didn’t get along at all. But I loved him, you know. I was butterflies. I’d look at him and gasp, ‘Oh my God!’ I responded to the palpitations of the heart.”

Married in secret

The couple was together for seven months and married in secret. They moved to New York together, but then Colin’s mother intervened, annulling the marriage. Roberts and Colin were far too young and hadn’t received their parents’ consent.

Roberts never told her mother about the marriage; she didn’t want to shock her. Soon after, the relationship with Colin ended, but another man entered Roberts’s life— one who would change her whole life.

As Tanya Roberts pursued her acting dreams in New York, she met Barry Roberts while waiting in line for a movie. He was a truck driver earning $30 a week, and he quickly became her next great love.

It was actually Tanya who proposed to Barry in a subway station, and they quickly tied the knot in 1973. Her husband had originally set his sights on becoming a psychologist but soon dropped out of his studies to write scripts for various TV networks.

LOS ANGELES – MARCH 3: Actress Tanya Roberts and husband Barry Roberts attend the 21st Annual International Broadcasting Awards on March 3, 1981 at Century Plaza Hotel in Los Angeles, California. (Photo by Ron Galella/Ron Galella Collection via Getty Images)

The couple moved to Hollywood, determined to lead as normal a life as possible.

”You know you’ve got the right guy when you can sit at home with him Saturday night, just you and him and pizza,” Tanya shared in 1980.

For most of their lives, Tanya and Barry lived peacefully and happily, tucked away in the serene and private surroundings of their secluded home in the Hollywood Hills.

“Living here is like being in the country, but civilization isn’t far away when I need it,” Tanya exclusively shared with Closer Weekly in 2015. “It’s the house I’d always dreamed of.”

Spell on Charlie’s Angels

Tanya Roberts’ upbringing on the streets of Bronx served her well when she landed the role of the streetwise Julie Roberts in Charlie’s Angels. Before that, she had already made a name for herself as a model in television ads and took on serious roles in off-Broadway productions like Picnic and Antigone.

However, it was in the summer of 1980 that the world truly took notice of her.

Tanya was chosen from over 2,000 candidates to replace Shelley Hack in the beloved detective series Charlie’s Angels, which was struggling to attract viewers.

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The producers hoped that the vibrant 26-year-old would inject new life into the show alongside her co-stars, Jaclyn Smith, the last original ‘Angel,’ and Cheryl Ladd. With her charisma and talent, Tanya was determined to help turn the series around.

”I think there’s a lot of enthusiasm on the set. We are a real team. It’s very important for us to get along because it shows in our work. I think it’s hard do continually make a classy show every week for five years with three girls. It’s not Shakespeare but I think the public looks forward to seeing something new every week,” Roberts told The Daily Herald-Tribune in 1981.

Unfortunately, despite her efforts, Roberts — who described herself as a ‘workaholic’— couldn’t revive the series, and Charlie’s Angels was canceled in 1981.

However, her talent and dedication led to new opportunities in her career.

Nominated for Golden Raspberry Award

After Charlie’s Angels, Robert’s starred in a string of films that gained cult status, including The Beastmaster (1982), Sheena: Queen of the Jungle (1984), Body Slam (1987), and Night Eyes (1990).

Most people, however, associate her with her iconic roles as Stacey Sutton in the 1985 James Bond film A View to a Kill and as Midge Pinciotti on That ’70s Show, where she captivated audiences from 1998 to 2004.

In A View to a Kill, Tanya Roberts starred alongside Roger Moore, and the film became a massive box office success. However, critics weren’t entirely convinced; in retrospect, Moore himself expressed disappointment, stating that it was his worst Bond film due to its excessive blood and violence.

Roger Moore, Tanya Roberts (Photo by Bruno Torricelli/RDB/ullstein bild via Getty Images)

At 57, the Hollywood legend faced criticism for being too old for the role, and he even quipped about the age gap, revealing that he was mortified to discover he was older than Roberts’ mother. In a December 2007 interview, he humorously remarked, ”I was only about four hundred years too old for the part.”

Tanya, too, faced her share of criticism after her Bond debut. Interestingly, she wasn’t the original choice for the role. Producers had initially hoped to cast Priscilla Presley, but she was tied up with her contract for Dallas. They even considered former Bond girl Barbara Bach before ultimately selecting Tanya Roberts. Despite her efforts, she was nominated for a Golden Raspberry Award for Worst Actress, although she lost the dubious honor to Linda Blair, who appeared in Night Patrol.

Losing her husband

For the younger generation, many recognize Tanya Roberts from her role as Midge Pinciotti on the beloved sitcom That ’70s Show. She was a cherished presence on the show but had to leave after the third season.

The reason? Her husband, Barry, had become seriously ill, and she wanted to be there for him. Tragically, Barry died at the age of 60 after a long four-and-a-half-year battle with encephalitis, a condition that causes inflammation of the brain tissue, leading to personality changes, seizures, and weakness.

Tanya and Barry stood by each other from their marriage in 1973 until his passing in 2006. The couple never had any children.

Mysterious death

After the heartbreaking loss of her husband Barry in 2006, Tanya Roberts found love again with Lance O’Brien. The two met while working for Tahiti Village, a Las Vegas resort — Tanya as a spokesmodel. They spent 18 years together, seemingly inseparable, but their world took a tragic turn in December 2020.

At 71, Tanya was still vibrant and full of life, known for her daily hikes up the Hollywood Hills. Described as ”healthy as a horse,” there was no indication of any serious health issues. However, just before Christmas, Tanya began experiencing lower intestinal pain and difficulty breathing.

These symptoms surfaced during one of her hikes, and though she initially thought it might be COVID-19. Early the next morning, she collapsed, unable to get up, and was rushed to Cedars-Sinai Hospital.

Doctors determined Tanya had developed a severe urinary tract infection that had progressed to sepsis. The infection quickly spread to her liver, kidneys, and gallbladder, ultimately leading to multi-organ failure.

Tubes up her nose

“She was talking when I called 911. Next thing I know, she’s in intensive care on oxygen and she’s extremely sick,” O’Brien shared with the Daily Mail.

When O’Brien was finally allowed to see her, Tanya was barely conscious, kept alive by a ventilator. The iconic actress, who had once graced screens as a glamorous star, could only blink in response to her partner’s presence.

”When she saw me and I was there, I saw her eyes open,” he said. “I felt good. I said, ‘Hey, her eyes are opening. Her eyes are opening.’ They told me that’s just a reflex,” O’Brien told Inside Edition.

Sadly, Tanya’s final days were both chaotic and heartbreaking.

O’Brien expressed his frustration with the hospital’s handling of Tanya’s care, stating, “She had tubes up her nose and throat, and they kept calling her Victoria —she hasn’t been called that since she was a teenager. It was so busy, I can’t begin to tell you what an awful, terrible experience it was.”

“I think COVID played a big part in it,” O’Brien added. “If you called the hospital, it sounded like something out of [sitcom] M.A.S.H.

Cause of death

Tanya’s condition worsened, and on January 3, 2021, she was taken off life support. The beloved star passed away on January 4.

However, the aftermath of her death was even more chaotic. The news of Tanya’s passing was initially announced prematurely by her publicist, leading to confusion.

In a bizarre twist, O’Brien learned she was still alive during a live interview with Inside Edition.

“Now, you’re telling me she’s alive?” O’Brien exclaimed, answering a phone call from the hospital mid-interview. Crying, he added, “The hospital is telling me she is alive. They are calling me from the ICU team.”

Eventually, all the confusion cleared up, and it became evident that Tanya Roberts had indeed passed away. However, the mix-ups didn’t stop there – several sources incorrectly reported her age as 65 at the time of her death. Despite the fact that she was actually 71, some outlets still haven’t corrected this mistake, even three years later.

Her last will

The handwritten note left behind by Tanya Roberts offered a hauntingly intimate and bittersweet glimpse into her final thoughts. According to Fox News, Roberts left her entire estate, valued at over $3 million, to her longtime partner, Lance O’Brien. She signed the note using both her Hollywood name, Tanya Roberts, and her birth name, Victoria Blum.

“I have no reason to live,” Tanya wrote, and she also made it clear that none of her estate would go to her sister, Barbara Leary, or her nephew, Zack Leary.

Instead, Roberts left everything to O’Brien, though the letter suggests their relationship may not have been as loving as it seemed to the public.

”I want to leave my house … and all its belongings to my best friend Lance O’Brien – I also leave my two dogs and my Pension Plan check to Lance O’Brien,” the actress penned, as captured in images obtained by Page Six.

Perhaps the most heartbreaking part of the note comes when she acknowledged the disconnect in their relationship. ”I know you don’t love me but you have been a true friend & for that I’m [grateful],” she wrote. ”Have a good life & don’t blame this on yourself. I was always [too] sensitive to live in this world.”

Behind the face

Tanya Roberts’ final chapter may have been marked by sorrow and confusion, but it’s important to remember the light she brought into the world.

When you take a moment to look back at old photos of her — whether she’s on set, starring in her iconic roles, or even candid behind-the-scenes shots — a picture emerges of a woman who was not only stunningly beautiful but fiercely independent.

At just 15, she knew exactly what she wanted out of life. Becoming a Charlie’s Angel made her immortal in Hollywood’s eyes, but what really stood out was how she handled fame. While some may have expected her journey through stardom to come with heartbreak, bad roles, or failed marriages, Tanya took a different path.

She remained loyal to her husband, Barry Roberts, staying by his side through illness and even stepping away from her career to care for him. That kind of dedication and strength speaks volumes about the kind of woman she truly was.

Looking back at those early photos and moments reminds us of her grace, resilience, and the lasting impression she left on her fans and loved ones alike!

We Moved Away from My Controlling MIL, but Then a Court Notice Arrived — She Found Us and Claimed We Owed Her Unpaid Bills

I thought we were free. For months, I woke up in our new home, relishing the quiet, the privacy, and the relief of finally escaping my MIL. But just as I let my guard down, a knock at the door shattered that illusion. A lawsuit. A court summons. And the most terrifying part? She knew where we lived.

We had cut ties, erased our footprints, and built a life without her meddling in every moment. So how had she found us? And why was she claiming we owed her money?

An older woman sitting in her house | Source: Midjourney

An older woman sitting in her house | Source: Midjourney

As I stood there, the court papers trembling in my hands, I knew one thing for certain. Inga wasn’t done with us yet.

***

I ran my fingers along the window frame, staring out at the quiet street.

The house was just a modest rental with a creaky front porch and mismatched wallpaper. Nothing special.

But to me, it was a sanctuary. A fresh start.

Behind me, Max sat on the couch, flipping through a book while our seven-year-old son, Leo, played with his toys. He smiled while moving his toy car, but I could see the shadows under his eyes.

A child playing with his toys | Source: Pexels

A child playing with his toys | Source: Pexels

It had taken months for Leo to start sleeping without nightmares. Years of our lives had been twisted and manipulated by Max’s mother, Inga, who was an expert in control and overstepping boundaries.

I still remember the way she would push her way into our daily lives, no matter how much I tried to set boundaries. At first, she convinced Max that she just wanted to “help out” after Leo was born. She cooked meals, cleaned, and always seemed eager to babysit.

But the help quickly turned into control.

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An older woman smiling | Source: Midjourney

She made decisions for Leo without consulting us.

For instance, she once cut his hair because she thought it was “too long.” She even fed him snacks we explicitly asked her to avoid.

At night, she would creep into Leo’s room after he had fallen asleep, pressing kisses to his forehead, brushing his hair back, and whispering things I couldn’t hear. I can’t explain how invasive it felt.

A woman standing outside her grandson's room | Source: Midjourney

A woman standing outside her grandson’s room | Source: Midjourney

And she never knocked.

It didn’t matter if I was in the bedroom, bathroom, or the kitchen, Inga would just appear. Her presence loomed over our home like a storm cloud, suffocating me with unspoken judgment.

The worst part? She convinced Max that she was only trying to be close to her grandson.

“She’s just excited to be a grandmother,” Max would say whenever I complained. “She doesn’t mean any harm.”

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A man sitting on his bed | Source: Midjourney

But I saw it for what it was. Control.

While we were living on her property, she kept everything in her name, including the utility bills, the lease, and even the mailbox.

Every month, she would remind us of how much we owed her, even though we gave her cash for everything. And if we ever disagreed with her? She would weaponize it.

“I do everything for you,” she would say, voice dripping with disappointment. “And this is how you repay me?”

The day we packed our bags to leave, she stood in the doorway with her arms crossed.

An older woman standing in a doorway | Source: Midjourney

An older woman standing in a doorway | Source: Midjourney

“You’ll regret this,” she said.

That was months ago. Now, as I sat in our new home, listening to Leo hum quietly while stacking his Legos, I felt something close to peace.

But then… There was a sharp knock at the door.

My heart skipped a beat. For a split second, I imagined opening the door to my mother-in-law’s smirk.

But when I pulled it open, I found a man in a suit holding an envelope.

“Are you Sarah?”

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A man in a suit | Source: Midjourney

I nodded.

“You’ve been served.”

My fingers trembled as I took the document. A lawsuit notice. A court summons.

My heart pounded against my chest as I skimmed the accusations: unpaid utility bills, property damage, unlawful departure.

She had found us.

But how?

We had done everything right.

We’d changed numbers and deleted social media. We hadn’t told anyone where we were going. We’d cut her off completely.

Yet, somehow, Inga had found us.

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A woman standing in a neighborhood | Source: Midjourney

I turned to Max, my hands clutching the papers. “She knows where we are.”

I showed Max the papers and watched his eyebrows furrow as he read them.

“It’s another power move,” he said. “But this time, it’s going to be her last.”

A bitter laugh bubbled in my throat. “She’s suing us for her bills, Max. Bills that were always in her name. How does she think she’s going to win this?”

Max exhaled sharply. “She doesn’t need to win. She just needs to make our lives miserable.”

A man standing in his living room | Source: Midjourney

A man standing in his living room | Source: Midjourney

And at that, she was succeeding.

I still remember how she told us not to go for a proper contract when we decided to move into her house.

“We’re family,” she said.

And now, she was suing the same family by lying that we didn’t pay her anything.

How could she stoop so low? What was she even thinking?

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A close-up shot of a woman’s face | Source: Midjourney

A few days later, Leo came home from school looking pale and upset.

“Grandma came to my school today,” he said. “She said she missed me and wanted to talk, but I asked the teacher to tell her to leave.”

My blood turned to ice.

I dropped to my knees in front of him, gripping his shoulders. “She talked to you?”

Leo shook his head quickly. “No. The teacher didn’t let her. But she saw me. She waved at me from the gate.”

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An upset boy | Source: Midjourney

That night, Leo tossed and turned, mumbling in his sleep, trapped in another nightmare.

And I knew this was all because of Inga. This had to stop. I couldn’t let her ruin our lives anymore.

The following morning, I stepped outside to grab the mail. And that’s when I learned about Inga’s final move.

Our mailbox had an electricity bill addressed to Max.

The date? After we had moved out of Inga’s house. She wanted us to pay for electricity we hadn’t even used.

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A woman holding a document | Source: Midjourney

I gripped the paper and stomped back into the house.

“She’s been running up charges in our name,” I told Max. “This is fraud.”

Max exhaled. “All she wants is to make us look like we’ve committed a grave sin by moving out…”

That’s when I realized what Inga was doing wasn’t just about money. This was about control. About dragging us into court and humiliating us.

But if she thought we were going to roll over and let her win, she was in for a surprise.

The day of the hearing arrived, and as we walked into the courtroom, I saw her sitting there.

She was ready for battle.

An older woman sitting in a courtroom | Source: Midjourney

An older woman sitting in a courtroom | Source: Midjourney

Soon, the performance began.

“I opened my home to them, I paid their bills, I took care of them… and they left me with nothing but ruin!” she sobbed theatrically, dabbing at dry eyes with a tissue.

I glanced at the judge. He wasn’t buying it.

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A judge in a courtroom | Source: Pexels

But then Inga went for the kill.

She turned toward Leo and gasped dramatically. “My own grandson won’t even look at me now. My heart is broken!”

That’s when Max’s hands clenched into fists. I guess he was done.

“Enough, Mom,” he spoke up. “You never paid for us. You took our money, claiming it was for bills, but you never actually paid them. And you deliberately ruined our rental history.”

He turned to the judge. “And we can prove it.”

I took out the stack of papers.

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A stack of papers | Source: Midjourney

The documents had a full record of every payment we had made. It was proof that we had always given Inga the money for the bills she claimed to have paid.

There was also a police report from the day we moved out, documenting Inga’s threats.

And a copy of the new electricity bill dated after we left.

Inga wasn’t ready for this. Her eyes widened the moment she saw us submitting the documents.

“No! This isn’t fair!” she shrieked, scrambling to her feet. “They lied! They manipulated everything! You can’t do this!”

An angry woman | Source: Midjourney

An angry woman | Source: Midjourney

The judge barely spared her a glance. “Sit down, or you’ll be held in contempt.”

Inga’s chest heaved. “I took care of them! I gave them everything! And this is how they repay me?!”

Max exhaled sharply, shaking his head. “We don’t owe you anything. Not anymore.”

The judge’s verdict was swift. Case dismissed.

And then? A formal warning against Inga for harassment.

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A judge holding a gavel | Source: Midjourney

Inga lost, and we won. But for some reason, it didn’t feel like a real win. I guess that was because Inga still knew our address, and she could still show up to our house or go to Leo’s school to meet him.

The following day, I told Max something he wasn’t expecting.

“We’re moving. For good this time.”

“What?” he blurted out. “Moving again?”

“That’s the only way to ensure your mother stays away from us,” I said, picking up my phone.

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A woman using her phone | Source: Pexels

I called our real estate agent and told him we needed to move somewhere else. Somewhere far away from this place.

Three weeks later, we settled into a beautiful house in a quiet, welcoming neighborhood. Leo laughed more, slept better, and finally felt safe.

Max, too, seemed lighter, especially when he received an unexpected call from a top firm in the area with a brilliant job offer.

For the first time in years, I felt truly free. And this time, Inga had no way of finding us.

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A woman looking down | Source: Midjourney

Sometimes, family isn’t about blood. It’s about boundaries.

Sometimes, cutting off toxic people isn’t cruel. It’s survival.

You see, some people will never respect your peace, and when that happens, you have to choose yourself.

What do you think? Would you have handled it differently?

This work is inspired by real events and people, but it has been fictionalized for creative purposes. Names, characters, and details have been changed to protect privacy and enhance the narrative. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental and not intended by the author.

The author and publisher make no claims to the accuracy of events or the portrayal of characters and are not liable for any misinterpretation. This story is provided “as is,” and any opinions expressed are those of the characters and do not reflect the views of the author or publisher.

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