I put my dog, my best friend for the past 13 years to sleep almost a week ago I know it was what had to be done. I miss him so much. I thought I was depressed before... I just can't seem to be able to get it together. I went to work today for the first time- I couldn't get anything done. Everybody was nice and said how sorry they were. But nobody understands -- everyone thinks I should be over it and able to go on like nothing is wrong. I don't want to get out of bed in the morning.