Hi everybody,

Unfortunately about a week ago I had to put down my dog of 11 years. It was time, and it was an overwhelming sense of relief when she went, as her quality of life just wasn't there anymore.

Now though, I find myself having trouble accepting that this has happened. I get up every morning and think I have to continue our daily routines. Get up, say hello to her, let her out, refill food and water, etc. I keep looking over from my bed expecting her to be there. I keep catching myself about to ask my family where she is. Its honestly been hard for me to sleep because I'm so used to falling asleep looking at her.

I guess I just wanted to vent sort of, but if anyone has any suggestions as to how I can adjust it would be helpful.