[wisewoman]

My family just came home from a play practice. It seems that w I am hen my daughter fed the angora bunnies earlier, one was dead and I just found out now when everyone came home. Due to my depression I have been unable to tend to the animals as I usually might, no energy and attention. He died from poops and I could have saved him. Second in a week to die. I am horrified. My babies dying because I neglect them. I can't fathom caring for them with the way that I feel. but why didn't anyone even leave me a note so I could take care of the carcass before the maggots came? I feel like if I don't run this household no one will. I have two sheep that am giving to my friend and I may just give her the angoras too. I am such a ****** to not be there for them and care for them the way they deserve. It is such a bunch of responsibility to have critters that depend on you. i can't even care for myself. I am so sad and upset.

[SeptemberMorn]

Having critters can work two ways; either you use them as a motivation to get up and do something, or they can be an impossible drudgery. Sounds like you need to concentrate on yourself for the time being, so why don't you either give them away or delagate someone you know you can trust to attend to them until you feel you can do it yourself? That way, you won't need to take that "guilt trip" that George Carlin and Mark were talking about?

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