So two days ago I got a Siberian Husky puppy to help a bit with my depression. Needless to say, I’m completely in love with her.
Sometimes I feel as if animals are the only things I’m capable of bonding with. Sometimes I feel as if I’d be better off in the wilderness away from everyone and everything.
I’ve finally agreed to go see someone for my depression.
I’m too stubborn to believe that it’ll actually work,
but I feel like I have absolutely nothing at this point.