METHODS FOR DEALING WITH GRIEF.
I had to put my dog to sleep last week. He was just 8, and had stomach cancer. I was not, and still am not, ready for how much it hurt and continues to hurt. The only thing that’s helped so far is curling up under my desk with his old blanket and pretending I have a little more time with him to say goodbye.
This is what I fear the most. Which is why I’m a bit of a “creepy” kid and force myself to face reminders of all our impending mortality so when it does happen, it wont be completely unbearable.