Valnnn
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- Jul 13, 2024
- 11
We had 5 dogs living in a low income small house. Never took them for walks so they were always locked in the second floor, sleeping all day. The house was a mess, urine and shit everywhere, it was impossible to go the third floor without wanting to throw up (the same floor where we do laundry). The dogs were skinny asf and some of them had allergies bc of negligence, one was in a really bad state that even the vet thought it was a stray dog that I found or something, we were broke (and still are) so I had to have sex with this guy so he can pay for the treatment, it costed like +200 dollars.
Despite all that, my family has always said that they love them and always refused to the idea of gaving them away. After months of demanding they finally accepted. We couldn't find anyone tho, or at least thats what my mom said
They found this vet who was willing to find a new home for 3 of them but we found out later that he was planning to put them to sleep so he can scam my mom.
We kept looking but no luck. I gave up at that point, I was severly depressed and didn't leave my room bc I couldn't stand looking at my dogs or the house in that state. My mom knew abt this so she was desperate to find owners so I could get better. I guess she really was desperate bc she asked this vet for help. He took one of them, fixed him and sent him to his new house. (400 soles for all that) Turns out that the dog went missing the day before the vet finally accepted to take us to see him. We don't even know if thats true or if he just killed him.
My brother blames us, me specially, bc he's right, its all my fault. I didn't help with the cleaning at all I was just complaining all these past few months, I didn't do shit but rotting in bed all day, didn't make the effort to take them out, although when they were only 3 I was the only one who did it, I even managaed to cure the reactivity of one of them, but couldn't do the same for these 2. Its true tho I was being a piece of shit, I don't think that being depressed is an excuse for how I acted. I hate myself, I really hate myself. Yesterday I finally left home after months of being isolated, I had a crisis, and thats when I realized that theres no point in keep trying anymore. Im tired of this. I hope my family finds the dog and bring him back, although tbh idk if hes better off dead. I also hope they can forgive me one day. Im done
Despite all that, my family has always said that they love them and always refused to the idea of gaving them away. After months of demanding they finally accepted. We couldn't find anyone tho, or at least thats what my mom said
They found this vet who was willing to find a new home for 3 of them but we found out later that he was planning to put them to sleep so he can scam my mom.
We kept looking but no luck. I gave up at that point, I was severly depressed and didn't leave my room bc I couldn't stand looking at my dogs or the house in that state. My mom knew abt this so she was desperate to find owners so I could get better. I guess she really was desperate bc she asked this vet for help. He took one of them, fixed him and sent him to his new house. (400 soles for all that) Turns out that the dog went missing the day before the vet finally accepted to take us to see him. We don't even know if thats true or if he just killed him.
My brother blames us, me specially, bc he's right, its all my fault. I didn't help with the cleaning at all I was just complaining all these past few months, I didn't do shit but rotting in bed all day, didn't make the effort to take them out, although when they were only 3 I was the only one who did it, I even managaed to cure the reactivity of one of them, but couldn't do the same for these 2. Its true tho I was being a piece of shit, I don't think that being depressed is an excuse for how I acted. I hate myself, I really hate myself. Yesterday I finally left home after months of being isolated, I had a crisis, and thats when I realized that theres no point in keep trying anymore. Im tired of this. I hope my family finds the dog and bring him back, although tbh idk if hes better off dead. I also hope they can forgive me one day. Im done
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