Tomorrow, a woman is coming to check out my dog because we have to sell her. If the woman likes her, she’s going to take her home and I will never see her again.
The woman has five kids and they will be so happy with my dog, but why do I have to get rid of her? I feel so mean, even though my dog is admittedly not the most intelligent, so she won’t really miss me. I hate that I will never see her again. I hate this feeling, of dread, of hopelessness, of hurt, of everything.
I was joking around with an American friend and we were laughing at our countries. His friend heard me say “look at the map, Canada likes it on top!†We both laughed but his friend whined about it for the rest of the night saying I was a “Nazi racistâ€. Take a joke!
There are no feelings. No hate or love. No black or white. Just being numb to the touch. It’s a constant feeling of nothingness. It’s all neutral. It’s a grey feeling all over. And you have no trust.
Last night I went to my cousin’s birthday party and when we needed to leave early, my mom told all of my relatives that she was taking me home because I was tired! I’m not 3!