Since I lost my Red Cloud Kelpie named Ruby (Australian breed) last September I have broken down and wept many times. She was old and her time had come but I so miss her company. She sat with me while I wept and bugged me to get off the couch when depressed. Ruby also made me laugh and see life in a different, better way. She was OBSESSED with balls, sticks and water. Her love for life was contagious. She made me a better human. When I was in extreme distress she would often put her face in my face. It was so sweet. I felt loved. It definitely helped my moods. Now I live in a flat(for financial reasons) and can't have pets. I feel lost.
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Bipolar 1 with psychotic features
PTSD
"Phew! For a minute there I lost myself."
'Karma Police' by Radiohead
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