I'm completely burnt out
in Psychology ·
driftingtiger2 said:To might just be "a dog" to someone else, but he’s been sleeping by my bed for fourteen years. Fourteen years of life together.
I’ve known my friend who passed from cancer since the day I was born. During those last two months, I was there every single day—reading the news to him, playing cards when he felt up to it, talking about life and death... I stayed close because I knew he was slipping away. Losing him? It hit me hard.
There wasn't anything you could do about it. Death always wins. But look at it this way: he was lucky to have you. Having a friend like that, someone who stayed until his very last minute—that's everything.🙂
I have cats, and losing one was brutal too. I cried for days. But I didn't have them nearly as long as you had your dog. After 14 years, it's only natural that you're feeling this way.😉