I might actually be withdrawing from things like they say; I've ordered cable (which is awful) and I put off guitar lessons (which is also awful). I was up all night thinking about it, and I've come to the conclusion that this is just how I deal with my stress - running. Literally, and figuratively...
Jimmy is home, though not eating and not wanting to walk, but she's home and still with me. She's in stage 3 of 4 in Kidney failure. There isn't much we can do but try to keep her as healthy and eating as much as I can. I am going to look on the Internet for alternative options. Maybe it's just me in a state of desperation, but I think there should be something more that I can do. I do however realize she is "just a dog" but she's my dog. There is a difference.
I'm on the fence about getting another dog right now or not. I think it will help when Jim goes; I'd be forced to still be responsible for another soul. Hopefully I would be able to keep it alive longer than a year...
I really need a holiday, or a break even if it's brief. These last two weeks have been more difficult than dealing with what James did to me.
I have a feeling that things could still get worse, and I am praying that they don't. I wish I could go back even just two months ago and rework some of the events. Maybe the outcome could have been different.
It's a long weekend, and I plan to relax and try to enjoy life more.
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