back to work a few days..there I can forget for a bit..when I left this morning I felt empty and driving home the tears came again..I am not crazy but I started saying my Giz's name out loud I needed to call him, just say his name because we have another Yorkie that is just devestated we dont say Giz in the house anywhere near him..hub and I say babyboy when we talk to him or about him.I was yelling his name in my car so loudly I thought thank god its 4am and no one can hear me...I only hope my Gizzie did..I am so tortured right now.Thank God my husband and I work different shifts right now, if he knew I havent had a bite of food since last week he would go ballistic...doesnt understand my illness and the triggers and the guilt I feel is so overwhelming..thank god for this group...I get some peace here even if for just a short time