I didn’t see my T on Friday 😦 I knew I wasn’t going to because we had to take Max to be neutered. I wasn’t particularly happy about it but understand why I couldn’t. However on Friday, when we woke up at 3pm, a fair few hours after the 9am we were meant to drop him off. I felt pretty pissed off. 😦
Littles wanted to see T. I did to if I’m honest!
Had a rough one last night. SOs sister was talking to me on fbook. Asking about when her dad passed away. I’ve worked hard to forget seeing him die but she made me have to remember. It was hard. She made me feel guilty too for not fighting for him and for letting nurses turn his machines off. Maybe it’s my fault?? Could he have been saved?
It took me ages to fall to sleep. 😦
I have to keep going though and keep functioning. I wont lie though, thoughts of self harm are in my head today and last night I just wanted it to be over!
Anyway I have to go workout now…. then I’m gonna play xbox. Keep my mind busy. Or try.