My dog died.
I hate death.
I don't want to think of it.
I can't sleep.
I have these memories flooding in with sobs and tears.
Almost like a uncontrollable sorrow has swept over me.
I only of course feel the biggest impact at night, when my mind is quiet and I have little to no
distractions to ease my mind.
I don't care what people say. Yes, it was a dog but he was in my life for 15 years.
I loved him as much I would any human being, if anything he has given me more
than any stupid person could; Love and affection asking for nothing in return.
My heart is broken. Its unbearable.
I know it will mend, until then every night will
be misery for me I feel.
