My dad left us a month ago(he f*cked someone half his age therefore cheating on my mom and so she told him to figure his problem out so they could work past it and he moved out) and I cried like Elena when she burned down her house. Now though, I have become disassociated to the point that I've stopped crying over my dad leaving and when he comes over to visit I just sit there on my phone ignoring him.
Tell me why I found out we have to send our dog to 'all dogs go to heaven'-ville and I like broke the f*ck down. Like uncontrollable sobs, I fell out of my chair, dramatic crying. He hasn't been able to properly potty for a little bit and now he has to be outside before we put him down and it is killing me.
Like I already can't sleep because my dad isn't home and now my freaking dog has to die?
I literally have a stress rash from the thought of having to have him killed. My dog is my baby. I got him 3 years ago and he is leaving me. I know he is in pain (his hips and back legs have given out) which is why I know we need to do this but I'm ready to just become an emo and depressed person. (Not that that is a bad thing just not a me thing.)
Anywho, a new chapter of NIGHTMARE should be out shortly and I plan to post the 'Quotes/Disclaimer' chapter of a new 'coming soon' book!
Have a great day/morning/afternoon/night!!