Good and Bad

August 25, 2017: I know that I have not wrote in a few days, and I send my apologies. I started my job at Meijer this week working full time. I work a couple days a week at the mall now. I'm still babysitting my cousins as well. They are still absolutely cute and wonderful as ever. I would not trade anything for them. They are my life right now.
Monday I went down to Tennessee to see the eclipse at totality. It was amazing to be able to look at the sun without special glasses. To see the diamond ring.  I'm very grateful that I went to see the totality. I got to see some of my family as well before I went home.
However, upon arriving home, I discovered my sweet Skizix had wondered off most likely to find a place to lay down to pass away. I'm completely heartbroken and lost without my fur buddy. I have been trying to stay busy to keep my mind off it. My amazing trip was just completely ruined by the loss of my fuzz-ball. How do you move forward from the loss of a pet that was an emotional support to you?
As I said, my sincerest apologies for not writing sooner. I just have not had the time or ability to sit here and write about Skizix. My parents and brother knew it would kill me when he passed away one day. That day has come. I  cry every day.  I cry when I go home. I cry when I go to bed. I cry when I shower. I cry at work. Everyone in my family understands how I feel. Loosing a pet is difficult. Loosing an emotional support animal/service animal I think is harder. That animal knew you was having good and bad days and always did their best to help you through the bad days. They said in their own loving way, " Hi my favorite hooman! Cheer up! I'm here! I'm happy to see you my favorite hooman. Let's be happy and smile and play and pet me! I'm here for you always! I love you!" My Skizix did that. He got all up in my face when I was down. He forced me to acknowledge him. He was my life and my everything. Now, he's just gone. It's destroying me. I'm scattered brained. I'm an emotional wreck. I'm so stressed and heart broken that I've literally started bleeding, even though I don't have periods due to birth control injections. Tonight, I barely ate anything. I know that I'm exhausted from my new job and my new work schedule. However, everything put together, just absolutely is wrecking havoc on me physically and most importantly mentally. My brother is worried about me. I refused to talk to anyone for long. Especially people who got to know me at the mall. People who recognize that I am not well. Somehow, I will keep myself alive. I have family and friends who I can turn to.

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