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When was the last time you cried? (lemmy.dbzer0.com)

submitted 9 months ago by [email protected] to c/[email protected]

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I hadn't cried in 7 years and decided to do some emotional exercises to make myself cry. So I managed to cry about 4 months ago, haven't been able to since even with my grandmothers death. Might start trying again.

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[–] [email protected] 6 points 9 months ago* (last edited 9 months ago)

Two years ago my best friend in the whole world was diagnosed with Cushings Disease because he was a terrier and they all seem to get it.

He was pretty ok for most of it, but the last few months were exceptionally difficult for both of us. He needed help with everything. His arthritis was catching up with him, his hair was falling out, he was getting very picky with what he wanted to eat.

Every day I would wake up and help him and cry. There was nothing I could do except make him as comfortable as possible. I gave him all the best drugs, the best routine, even got him a cart so we could walk to his favorite park and pee all over the place.

August 23rd he went to infinity in my arms and I haven't had a morning where his presence isn't painfully missing.

I am crying right now, missing my boy and his soft ears and coarse hair, giving me kisses to let me know everything is ok. cuddling up to me when im stressed and just knowing he needed to be near me. i feel so alone. there will never be another boy like him. he was the best.