Very emotional today. Today was the day we were going to rehome my daughter’s dog. I mentioned that I’d been taking care of him since she went off to college and have grown quite attached. She made the decision to rehome him and my therapist agrees. I’m having quite a challenge taking care of myself, my mom and my brother and he’s a lovable but rambunctious dog. In the end, I couldn’t bring myself to do it today so we’ve rescheduled with a reputable adoption place for next week.

I thought I made peace with this in Florida but I guess not. All I want to do right now is sleep and cry. Not interested in eating or anything else. Just needed to get it off my chest. Thank you.

Warm wishes and hugs to all.