So first post for a while and its so depressing I am literally bawling my eyes out while I type this out …
So my dog … who I have had since five [according to my mum] so 15 years! … gone … she’s gone!
I don’t know why I am sharing this with you … I don’t even know why I feel the need to but she’s just gone and its weird and I can’t deal.
I can’t cope with dead animals that are not mine! But when its my own god I am mess
So … I think what I am trying to say is … How do I cope?!?!
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