I've been hiding in my cave the last few days, and this was the first time I left. This is a low, and shaking it seems to be hard. Since Sunday, I've been really sad about my Grandma. I can't talk to her without crying. I just tell her i love her over and over. Really she could die any day. I honestly have no clue. I try to tell her shes my angel, she's the only reason I am alive, she is my reason for living. and I cant even get the words out of my mouth.
I miss my dog Coco. My mom took him the last time i moved, last week. The lady here already has 4 dogs. I smuggled Patsy in as it is. I couldn't bring 3 dogs with me. So now Im sad and guilty, and want my Co co bears.
I hope I feel better, that is all.