I did the dishes, 6 loads of laundry, took the trash out, washed the dog after The Cutie scared her and she peed on herself (again), cleaned her crate, and a little straightening. Every step was a struggle but I did it for the Cutie. He's been taciturn and introverted all day. I think he's in allot of pain. He snapped at me on his way out the door to the chiropractor leaving me feeling fully deflated and hurt all of these hours later.
Life can be so hard. (I know, my life is easy compared to most.)
But I just don't know if I have the consitution for it. Every thing seems to hurt. So, fucking, deeply.
I can't help but wonder if its worth it.
No comments:
Post a Comment