I am still grieving for a little puppy person. He would have been one years old next week.
I want to rage and scream and cry.
Nothing I can do.
If this and that would not have happened , they wouldn’t have been on the farm. If this and that would not have happened ….
I am angry and hurt.
Add to that the crap that happened 3 days after Jesse died.
I spend quite a few days craving a drink, wanting to get high, wanting oblivion.
I am having a hard time going to meetings right now.
I don’t want to speak to anyone right now.
I better quit whinging and get my butt to sleep.