Members Cjclary83 Posted June 24, 2019 Members Report Posted June 24, 2019 Let me be upfront: my loss is that of my baby chihuahua. I can say with certainty that I held more love in my heart for him than most people have for each other. I'm not trying to minimize anyone else's pain, but mine is all consuming when it hits. I don't cry, I sob to the point where I am impossible to understand when I try to speak to others, not that I feel that anyone will truly appreciate what I'm going through, as grieving is highly individualized. I've been trying to stay busy but I am chronically ill so sometimes that's problematic. I miss my baby so much. I don't know if I'll be able to sleep, as I haven't slept well lately. The plain and simple truth is that besides working diligently on my grief work, I really don't do much else. I'm often too sick or weak to get out of the house. I find myself stewing in grief and bereavement, crying to a point of dehydration, grasping desperately for a life line. I seriously miss my little guy. When my hubby and I get a new place we'll certainly adopt a new fur baby, I've been advised that this step is important to healing. I feel like I'm just being a whiner, but my loved ones don't hear me anymore. I see my doctor tomorrow, maybe he'll refer me to a specialist. Allow me to preemptively say, I am extremely grateful for any replies of understanding or encouragement. Thank you for reading guys. Sent from my SM-J737T1 using Grieving.com mobile app
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