Third post tonight but I can already hear those little fruit bat demons of mine, hissing that this is stupid, that no one's going to read, that this won't help.
But since I think I've tried everything else, I'm gonna keep trying this, no matter what those little fruit bats tell me. Maybe it doesn't matter that no one reads.
Maybe I just need to hear myself.
I will not be updating this anymore, or if I do, it will be extremely sporadic. I have to force myself to write in my private journal, which is more important, and there's no point in writing two diff
my mental health is so bad. I think I need some help. this existence is fucking pointless.
To preface this post, I want to say that if you have lost a loved one recently, especially a pet, I wouldn't read any further. While Jack's death was heartbreaking and sudden, it could have been much,