I've been crying all morning. Although Thursday the 17th is the actual day my Mom will be gone two years, to me it is today because it was a Monday. I've been re-living every minute of that fateful morning. I want her back. I need her to help me deal with life in general. To help me deal with Austin's illness. I feel so alone. I can't do it by myself. I want my old life back. Then Chaplain Turner invites me to join the pet loss forum. WTF? My dog is STILL HERE!!!! Yes, he's being treated for lymphoma, but he's still here. Why would I join pet loss? That just added to my misery for the day. I just wanna crawl in bed and stay there.
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