Cryptillian
New Born Pup
I lost all 4 of my seniors within the past year, ages 6-8. I am losing my grandma and one of our dogs has a huge tumor on her throat, cancer is most likely taking everything from me this year. I just wanted to say with our dogs, they are both seniors and disabled and the female was rescued from a puppy mill situation so they are not really cuddly dogs, but of course I love them regardless. So my pigs were really my rocks in life and they loved to cuddle in bed with me with snacks and be pet and always liked to fall asleep in my lap. My last boy got me through so much, but now I feel like the world around me has just completely shattered with his death even if I knew it was coming.
I have nobody left, over 8 years since I was a young teenager I’ve had them and it feels like an emptiness I can’t fill. I haven’t changed anything, I haven’t cleaned out the enclosure and I sleep with the blanket my Pumba passed away in. I don’t know how to do this without having them, but the deaths and dealing with their end of life care has taken a huge physical and financial toll and right now is not the time for more when I have basically nothing in my savings as a college student. I feel like everyday goes by and the purpose I once had to get up every morning even when I didn’t want to is just gone. I feel so empty. People really don’t have much empathy for it because “they are rodents, they are small, or they live shortish lives”. I feel like I can’t talk to anyone about how much it hurts because of that. They have been my world and they are the reason I have pushed through so much hardship and death in my life, how I got through all these years mostly alone and dealing with disability and being different and having almost no friends, they were always there for me. I feel like a small child again, I feel so scared. I just want to pet them and talk to them and listen to them chew and run around, it’s so quiet and I hate it so much. I can’t sleep cause I am so used to the sounds and they are not there anymore.
I spent some time putting a memory box together and watching old videos and trying to remember the good times, I have really tried to just focus on how lucky I was to have them in my life but it is so hard to think of anything positive.
I’m sorry this is just one giant mess of a vent, I just needed to get that out. I miss them so much. I love them so much. I don’t know what to do without them. I’ve had them for so long that not having them feels so wrong to me.
I have nobody left, over 8 years since I was a young teenager I’ve had them and it feels like an emptiness I can’t fill. I haven’t changed anything, I haven’t cleaned out the enclosure and I sleep with the blanket my Pumba passed away in. I don’t know how to do this without having them, but the deaths and dealing with their end of life care has taken a huge physical and financial toll and right now is not the time for more when I have basically nothing in my savings as a college student. I feel like everyday goes by and the purpose I once had to get up every morning even when I didn’t want to is just gone. I feel so empty. People really don’t have much empathy for it because “they are rodents, they are small, or they live shortish lives”. I feel like I can’t talk to anyone about how much it hurts because of that. They have been my world and they are the reason I have pushed through so much hardship and death in my life, how I got through all these years mostly alone and dealing with disability and being different and having almost no friends, they were always there for me. I feel like a small child again, I feel so scared. I just want to pet them and talk to them and listen to them chew and run around, it’s so quiet and I hate it so much. I can’t sleep cause I am so used to the sounds and they are not there anymore.
I spent some time putting a memory box together and watching old videos and trying to remember the good times, I have really tried to just focus on how lucky I was to have them in my life but it is so hard to think of anything positive.
I’m sorry this is just one giant mess of a vent, I just needed to get that out. I miss them so much. I love them so much. I don’t know what to do without them. I’ve had them for so long that not having them feels so wrong to me.