In the last two years I have had a series of stressful experiences. And every time I have realized: I’m really suffering, but this is a very normal experience. People do these things all the time. How did I not realize the incredibly difficult Are all people?
For example: my parents died, approximately 7 months apart. And I looked at all my friends who had lost both parents and thought, how? How are they walking here as life continues? And they were, yes, we don’t know either.
And then last summer he got a dog. He is the love of my life and the little sweeter man who has ever walked through this land, unless you are sitting in a desktop when he thinks you should play with him, or approach his door, or that you are another dog. And he gets sick (in a expensive way) and needs to be walked, like, all the time. And I look around all these parents and I think people have real! human! children! AS? And they tell me, well, children grow up; Dogs are always young children. Yes, but you can legally leave a dog at home alone for hours and feed it with dry food from a bag.
Did you know that some people have dogs? and children? While keeping full -time work? They deserve medals.
I am currently participating in another stressful event of life: move. I moved more or less with my boyfriend a year ago, but now I finally leave my apartment, where I had lived since 2007. I am physically and emotionally exhausted by classifying all my belongings and having pain in surprising places. Did you know that some people move more frequently than once every 18 years? I guess these people do not have 8,000 supplies and artisanal books, but still, how?
My human partners, you are doing really stressful things and making it look easy. I appreciate you. Endure.
Photo: Helen Fields, obviously. I dismantled this diorama on Saturday, 11 years after my friends and I did it. Read this here: Peepguins need sweaters?
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