I love dogs, but this one was a handful.
I didn't think that I was going to miss her so much when she left.
I also forgot to take my meds...for three days...so, I am in a deep dark pit of depression, that's for sure. It isn't like I didn't take them on purpose. I was so busy the last couple of days in the evening and it just slipped my mind.
I feel so sad. I feel like a terrible person. I feel ashamed.
I need a hug. I need someone to hold me and tell me that I am going to be okay. I know that I will be, but it is always nice to hear someone else say it.
I wasn't feeling so crappy until my older sister came to take her dog home. Then, the helpless, hopeless, sad, feelings just ambushed me without a warning.
I feel so very alone.
I am going to go and try to go to bed now. I need some sleep and hopefully tomorrow will be better.