Yesterday was the worst day of my life. Just when I thought I was getting my life back on track... my world came crashing down around me. My puppy Phoebe is gone. She got hit by a truck and is dead. It's all my fault for letting her of the leash. She loved bounding through the snow and it snowed a foot here the night before so I let her have a little fun. Now she is dead. I don't want to live anymore either now, not without her. I am also 3 months into my divorce. She was my rock through all of it. She was the reason I got up on the days I didn't think I could. We had just moved to our new apartment and were finally feeling good about life. I am so tired of picking myself up and dusting myself off. She was my strength, my reason for living. I am so lost without her. I could use your strenght today DS friends. Please help...
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