This is my follow-up artikel to my last one "What's the point?"
Let me start oleh saying that I have thought long and hard about what anda all had to say regarding my article. And I think it's time I reveal lebih of whats going on.
For what seems like forever (actually about 2 years atau so) I have been battling depression. And when I am dealing with my depression, it's not always easy to see the good in this world. I've also thought that maybe some of my depression was brought on oleh my own self, but other times it may be an actual severe case of it. Because when anda have depression, anda tend to view the world darkly. But anyway...
I don't know if anda are aware of this atau not, but on some of the pertanyaan on the acak club, I tend to mention a dog on a few of them. The dog that I mentioned is named Duji (Dew-jee) who is my dog. On 1/13/2013, I lost him to the outside world. When I think back to that hari (and I do it a lot) I can still remember exactly what was going on the hari before it. I remember what I was doing, what I was thinking and how I felt. The hari before, my mother and I were in town, while my aunt stayed with her grand kids (who were at our house at the time. When we arrived home, we instantly discovered that Duji had been let outside (he was a small, cute lil long-haired chihuahua, so he was an inside dog) and he had ran off--as he always had a habit of doing--and as usual, I panicked. This sorta thing with Duji always happened, so I were kinda "use to it" in a way, but it still worried me. Some guy berkata he found Duji in a puddle, not moving much. He berkata had taken him to the vet, but none of us believed it. He was alive, but in bad shape. Had been attacked oleh bigger dogs, and we assume he either died of internal injuries atau jantung attack--possibly both, due to him being old. He was 13 (Over 70 dog years), so he lived a long life.
What's worse is that even before we knew of his injuries, I KNEW what was happening. My world as I had known it was coming to an end, and I couldn't stop it. Hell, later that same night, there I was sitting selanjutnya to Duji while he laid underneath to meja where our big screen TV sat, and I swear I felt it. I knew Duji was dying. I wanted so bad to hug Duji just one last time--just once. But at that time, I knew Duji had those injuries, so I decided not to touch him, out of fear of hurting him. And it's just.... the way Duji looked at me, it was as if he knew what was doing on. I think Duji knew he was dying as well. And so, Duji and I took one last look at each other, with me knowing I'd never see him again. And that was it. That one single moment was the last I'd ever get with him. And the VERY selanjutnya morning--not even 5 min after waking up--reality had smacked me hard in the face. Duji was where I last saw him, laying there underneath the table, eyes wide open, meaning he passed while awake.
The selanjutnya few weeks afterwards was hell. I admit I had some minor depressive moments in my life, but Duji's death is what broken the last straw. I'll tell anda straight up that all I did after his death was stay in my room, laying the bed, with the blinds closed. It got so bad I couldn't stand to look look outside. Outside was bright and beautiful (during the hari of course) but inside--inside me--all I felt was darkness. Darkness was all I saw anymore. And for a long period of time, darkness was all I wanted. In a morbid sense, darkness "comforted" me. Going out into "the light" (outside) just hurt too much. Fast meneruskan, ke depan to now, and I'm doing fair.... as said, my depression comes and goes and even to this day, the pain of the hari stills hurts. I guess that's the point: I'll always miss Duji, that's all there is to it. Now, I know most owner say the same thing about their pets, but Duji truly was special to me. lebih special anyone will ever understand. Duji himself was very unique--you couldn't have asked for a lebih human-like dog than him. That dog wasn't stupid in anyway. He was smart, fun and the most beautiful dog I've had the chance to bond with. When times were tough, I was thanked God for giving him to me. He gave me strength, he gave me hope. And as I look back, I'm thankful for what Duji did for me.
However, my cinta for Duji wasn't always there. When I first got him back in 2000 (just a few weeks after he was born), I hated that dog. I used to be soooo mean to that poor baby, and being the dumb 10 tahun old that I was, I couldn't see the whole picture. I couldn't see why Duji was there, why he was in my life. I just remember wanting him to go away, and leave me alone. But over the years, that hatred I once held transformed into love. It took me several years, but before I knew it, Duji and I were inseparable. I know regret ever being so hostile to my son. In no way did Duji ever deserve that--how could he? He never did crap to me, except help me in ways that I was too blind to see. When he died, it was then I knew just how much we had bonded. While he was alive, I told Duji many times that I would always come back to him. I made a promise to him, and I'll keep it forever. But even to this day, I still don't understand why Duji was there. Will I ever know? Not sure, but I am grateful to God for giving me hope in a cute lil ball of fur.
I don't expect any of anda to understand our, bond at least now anda know one of the reasons for my depression.
Let me start oleh saying that I have thought long and hard about what anda all had to say regarding my article. And I think it's time I reveal lebih of whats going on.
For what seems like forever (actually about 2 years atau so) I have been battling depression. And when I am dealing with my depression, it's not always easy to see the good in this world. I've also thought that maybe some of my depression was brought on oleh my own self, but other times it may be an actual severe case of it. Because when anda have depression, anda tend to view the world darkly. But anyway...
I don't know if anda are aware of this atau not, but on some of the pertanyaan on the acak club, I tend to mention a dog on a few of them. The dog that I mentioned is named Duji (Dew-jee) who is my dog. On 1/13/2013, I lost him to the outside world. When I think back to that hari (and I do it a lot) I can still remember exactly what was going on the hari before it. I remember what I was doing, what I was thinking and how I felt. The hari before, my mother and I were in town, while my aunt stayed with her grand kids (who were at our house at the time. When we arrived home, we instantly discovered that Duji had been let outside (he was a small, cute lil long-haired chihuahua, so he was an inside dog) and he had ran off--as he always had a habit of doing--and as usual, I panicked. This sorta thing with Duji always happened, so I were kinda "use to it" in a way, but it still worried me. Some guy berkata he found Duji in a puddle, not moving much. He berkata had taken him to the vet, but none of us believed it. He was alive, but in bad shape. Had been attacked oleh bigger dogs, and we assume he either died of internal injuries atau jantung attack--possibly both, due to him being old. He was 13 (Over 70 dog years), so he lived a long life.
What's worse is that even before we knew of his injuries, I KNEW what was happening. My world as I had known it was coming to an end, and I couldn't stop it. Hell, later that same night, there I was sitting selanjutnya to Duji while he laid underneath to meja where our big screen TV sat, and I swear I felt it. I knew Duji was dying. I wanted so bad to hug Duji just one last time--just once. But at that time, I knew Duji had those injuries, so I decided not to touch him, out of fear of hurting him. And it's just.... the way Duji looked at me, it was as if he knew what was doing on. I think Duji knew he was dying as well. And so, Duji and I took one last look at each other, with me knowing I'd never see him again. And that was it. That one single moment was the last I'd ever get with him. And the VERY selanjutnya morning--not even 5 min after waking up--reality had smacked me hard in the face. Duji was where I last saw him, laying there underneath the table, eyes wide open, meaning he passed while awake.
The selanjutnya few weeks afterwards was hell. I admit I had some minor depressive moments in my life, but Duji's death is what broken the last straw. I'll tell anda straight up that all I did after his death was stay in my room, laying the bed, with the blinds closed. It got so bad I couldn't stand to look look outside. Outside was bright and beautiful (during the hari of course) but inside--inside me--all I felt was darkness. Darkness was all I saw anymore. And for a long period of time, darkness was all I wanted. In a morbid sense, darkness "comforted" me. Going out into "the light" (outside) just hurt too much. Fast meneruskan, ke depan to now, and I'm doing fair.... as said, my depression comes and goes and even to this day, the pain of the hari stills hurts. I guess that's the point: I'll always miss Duji, that's all there is to it. Now, I know most owner say the same thing about their pets, but Duji truly was special to me. lebih special anyone will ever understand. Duji himself was very unique--you couldn't have asked for a lebih human-like dog than him. That dog wasn't stupid in anyway. He was smart, fun and the most beautiful dog I've had the chance to bond with. When times were tough, I was thanked God for giving him to me. He gave me strength, he gave me hope. And as I look back, I'm thankful for what Duji did for me.
However, my cinta for Duji wasn't always there. When I first got him back in 2000 (just a few weeks after he was born), I hated that dog. I used to be soooo mean to that poor baby, and being the dumb 10 tahun old that I was, I couldn't see the whole picture. I couldn't see why Duji was there, why he was in my life. I just remember wanting him to go away, and leave me alone. But over the years, that hatred I once held transformed into love. It took me several years, but before I knew it, Duji and I were inseparable. I know regret ever being so hostile to my son. In no way did Duji ever deserve that--how could he? He never did crap to me, except help me in ways that I was too blind to see. When he died, it was then I knew just how much we had bonded. While he was alive, I told Duji many times that I would always come back to him. I made a promise to him, and I'll keep it forever. But even to this day, I still don't understand why Duji was there. Will I ever know? Not sure, but I am grateful to God for giving me hope in a cute lil ball of fur.
I don't expect any of anda to understand our, bond at least now anda know one of the reasons for my depression.
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well, let me tell anda something
did anda forget about the good times we spent?
...
i don't care if anda get online even for 10 menit just don't disappear forever
....
is that too much to ask?
~
don't give me excuses about being busy
everybody gets busy man, it won't kill anda to find free time for your friends?
it really sucks to be friends with someone for a long time
then they stop caring...
don't be that person.
judul says it all doesn't it? So lately I have been working on a daftar at school and after taking a LOT of candidates, doing some studying, and eating lots of halloween candy, I have finished it! And I shall soon make an obligatory funny puncak, atas 15 in this club. Why puncak, atas 15? WHY NOT!? :DDDDDDD
So yeah look meneruskan, ke depan to this and stay tuned to me if anda don't want to miss this! ^__^ It shouldn't take very long to do this, about 4 hours to give me some time to actually eat and take a mandi, shower and stuff like that. See ya! ^_^
(Yeah I was kind of lazy menulis this, not even putting in a picture....But expect much lebih on my list!)
So yeah look meneruskan, ke depan to this and stay tuned to me if anda don't want to miss this! ^__^ It shouldn't take very long to do this, about 4 hours to give me some time to actually eat and take a mandi, shower and stuff like that. See ya! ^_^
(Yeah I was kind of lazy menulis this, not even putting in a picture....But expect much lebih on my list!)
There are many reasons as to why i believe she has earned this title.
1.She fattens her kids TOO Much.
2. She has let her kids get away with WAY too much crap.
3. She has let her daughter(honey boo boo) become a household name.
4. She and her entire family has made America Look Bad.
5. She herself is a BAD example for mothers everywhere.
6. She has let people to believe that being fat is alright.
7. She was once considered for Dancing with the Stars(which in it of itself would of been bad)
8. She had one of the Worst weddings that I have ever seen.
9. She should NOT have allowed her family get a show.
So as u can see she has proven to be the WORST Mother on the face of the earth.
1.She fattens her kids TOO Much.
2. She has let her kids get away with WAY too much crap.
3. She has let her daughter(honey boo boo) become a household name.
4. She and her entire family has made America Look Bad.
5. She herself is a BAD example for mothers everywhere.
6. She has let people to believe that being fat is alright.
7. She was once considered for Dancing with the Stars(which in it of itself would of been bad)
8. She had one of the Worst weddings that I have ever seen.
9. She should NOT have allowed her family get a show.
So as u can see she has proven to be the WORST Mother on the face of the earth.
Dont Read If anda Like JB Cuz I Dont Want To Deal With anda Guys
Justin Your A God Aweful Person. how Dare anda Use The N Word. And Then Sing About If anda Killed A Balck Person anda Will Be Part Of The KKK. Well anda Know What Your Carear May Be Over Now. And Im So Freaking Happy.
anda So Raceist Its Not Even Funny. Just Go Back To Your F*cking Country And Rot. anda Dont Diserve To Be In The USA. Im So Glad That Im Not A fan Of You. anda Cant Sing atau Dance. I Hope anda Go Bankrupt.
And I Know Whats Going To Be selanjutnya He Is Going To Say The Mean Term That Is Push Towards Gay Ppl. And When That Happens I Know Damn Well That The fan Of JB That Are Gay Will Burn All Of Their Posters,T Shirts,Tickit Stubs, And Their CD"s
Justin Your A God Aweful Person. how Dare anda Use The N Word. And Then Sing About If anda Killed A Balck Person anda Will Be Part Of The KKK. Well anda Know What Your Carear May Be Over Now. And Im So Freaking Happy.
anda So Raceist Its Not Even Funny. Just Go Back To Your F*cking Country And Rot. anda Dont Diserve To Be In The USA. Im So Glad That Im Not A fan Of You. anda Cant Sing atau Dance. I Hope anda Go Bankrupt.
And I Know Whats Going To Be selanjutnya He Is Going To Say The Mean Term That Is Push Towards Gay Ppl. And When That Happens I Know Damn Well That The fan Of JB That Are Gay Will Burn All Of Their Posters,T Shirts,Tickit Stubs, And Their CD"s