I need someone to punch me, so I'm sure what's happening is real. Yesterday we just remembered my Mom who passed away 2 years ago, and then today we had to suddenly put my 13 year old dog down. He was my baby, almost like a child to me. Me and him had been through a nightmare relationship, full of emotional and financial abuse before getting away from that. Then we went through life together, trying to just get by until we met my now husband which is when we all settled down. And now, just like that, he's gone. Hindsight is 20/20 right? So in hindsight, it was slowly coming. But from what we could tell without piecing the puzzle together, he was fine yesterday. Then a horrid wakeup call to him pacing frantically, unable to walk, barfing, peeing and pooping everywhere uncontrollably ... my heart sank and I knew...and i think he knew too.
I know this is my baggage, I'm not trying to make anyone feel badly...processing these things is kind of hard for me, well, for everyone I hope. Just please be aware my brain isn't where I want it to be right now, but I'll do my best to write when I feel the urge. Just feels good to talk. And I'm always here if you need to talk - anyone.