I have a maltese mix (a rescue) and he has rescued me more times than I can count. The last several months were beyond awful...so much hurt, rejection....I cried at least once a day spontaniously (and often when I thought I was finally feeling 'even')..or I'd just cry all day, everyday for nearly 6 months.
He always knew....I could be morphing my face into a howl of pain--but trying to be quiet so as not to upset him--and he would come running from the other room and would press his face into mine...on more than one ocassion he would literally lick the tears from my face as I bawled, unable to stop crying.
Ultimately, even without that support, he kept me from suicide, for one simple reason...there is no one to take him if I'm gone. And I refused to be the one to deliberately put him back in the shelter where he came from---he'd been there since Feb the year I adopted him in June. He was traumatized. I can't do that to him again.
Pets help....so much.
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Sometimes the opening of wings is more frightening than the challenge against gravity. Both make you free..............the secret is perception.
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