MuffettMischief
Well-Known Member
As the title really. I lost my dog last week after 14 amazing years together and I’m lost. I can’t stop bloomin crying , I can’t bring myself to move any of his stuff, everything I do reminds me of him somehow. I’m a bloody mess. I knew I’d find it hard but I’m surprised at how hard it has hit me. I don’t know what the point of this post is really apart from maybe someone to tell me it’s normal to be an emotional wreck and I’m not being dramatic. The world keeps on spinning and I’m really struggling. Why do we do it to ourselves 