It was the most horrifying moment of my life. I watched it happen; she was hit by a car, twice. By someone who had to be as cruel as to shrug and laugh after my baby's blood spattered everywhere while I stood by screaming for them to go around her. He had his window down, and even people who did not understood what I was saying. He was just cruel, so so so cruel. She could not be saved.
I cannot get the image out of my head. It replays over and over in my head.
My thoughts are becoming obsessive, I cried yesterday because I wanted so badly to dig her up from out of the ground and hug her once more. I can hardly get up in the morning because she would always leave me some present, like a dog bone, in my bed for me to find when I wake up. Or she would lick my face until I got out of bed. When I take my other dog out for a walk, he stares at the road the whole time and whimpers. I am becoming paranoid about all of my other family members. When I don't know where my parents are, I panic. The other day, I went through a drive thru of some sort and when they forget something I'd ordered, my mother had to go inside to retrieve it. I sobbed in the car the whole time because I could not see her through the windows, and she was gone for nine minutes.
I guess I want to know if anyone can relate or have any advice. It's okay if you can't or don't, it helps to just talk about it. Thank you if you read any of this.