The unconditional love of pets can be a blessing. 💙
After I wrote my previous blog entry, I let my service dog Atina out to pee and putter around.
Then I felt the scream building up.
Every once in a while, the pressure inside builds and builds, and the only way I can let it out is to scream. A lot of screams, until my throat is sore, my head is pounding, and I’m too exhausted to scream any more.
But I can’t scream when Atina is with me, in the van. She already gets concerned when I laugh, because she thinks I’m crying and tries to cover me with her body, which is her way of comforting me. I like it.
And if I’m in fact crying, she licks away my tears while suffocating me. She weighs 71 pounds.
So when she was outside, the screams overcame me like a boiling kettle, again, again, again, I couldn’t stop.
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