I know that it doesn't help to sit here and cry. I know that it's probably not smart to shut myself off from the world, but after today, I don't think I can help it. I just can't do it anymore. I've lost the one thing in my life that meant everything to me and more, the only other part of my true family outside my mother. Today, my dog was found dead in her doghouse and the world came crashing down on me. I don't know what to do, what to think, and even despite the memories, I'm feeling a little bitter. Why did she have to die? Why did she have to leave? I know she had a good run, a good 14 year long run, but since my father died, she's been my only true and best friend. Even when my human best friends became fickle or judgmental, she remained neutral and always listened. I don't know what I'm going to do without her. And I know that most people will say "It's just a dog" or "She lived a good life, look at the bright side!" but without her here, there doesn't seem to be a bright side anymore...
I..I'm sorry. I just needed to vent.
6 years, 3 months ago
28 Mar 2013 05:40 CET