JonnyRadar
The Living Force
Hey all,
Well, my dog took off a week ago and has been gone for eight days now. I let her out to go pee in the yard and she didn't come back. I've done all the requisite stuff, called the humane society, newspaper, radio, police, to report her description. When I let her out she didn't have her collar on, so she's not identifiable except from the picture I put on some posters around town.
Anyhow, I want to be really careful about posting this for the right reasons. Not to search for sympathy and run the "poor me" program.
She's like a child to me, but I'm also aware that she's "just a dog" and that - with people starving and being murdered the world over - a lost dog is a relatively small "tragedy".
I'm posting this because I find myself dealing with a pretty intense depression that I haven't experienced for a while, and I've been trying to self-observe - it's working most of the time - but sometimes it just overwhelms and I can't think about it anymore. A couple nights ago I cleaned her kennel and cried until I could barely breathe, and then I thought "is this silly? Am I being too emotional?" But it just felt like it wouldn't stop.
Just wondering if anyone else has had something like this happen since beginning The Work, and how did you deal with it? Just grieve and get it over with? Remind yourself that we don't "own" dogs? Perhaps my feelings of depression are totally inspired by self-importance and I should look at it that way? A bit lost on this matter, 'cause I don't want to intellectualize it either and misplace the energy of the emotions. This is a tough one... Any insight is greatly appreciated...
Well, my dog took off a week ago and has been gone for eight days now. I let her out to go pee in the yard and she didn't come back. I've done all the requisite stuff, called the humane society, newspaper, radio, police, to report her description. When I let her out she didn't have her collar on, so she's not identifiable except from the picture I put on some posters around town.
Anyhow, I want to be really careful about posting this for the right reasons. Not to search for sympathy and run the "poor me" program.
She's like a child to me, but I'm also aware that she's "just a dog" and that - with people starving and being murdered the world over - a lost dog is a relatively small "tragedy".
I'm posting this because I find myself dealing with a pretty intense depression that I haven't experienced for a while, and I've been trying to self-observe - it's working most of the time - but sometimes it just overwhelms and I can't think about it anymore. A couple nights ago I cleaned her kennel and cried until I could barely breathe, and then I thought "is this silly? Am I being too emotional?" But it just felt like it wouldn't stop.
Just wondering if anyone else has had something like this happen since beginning The Work, and how did you deal with it? Just grieve and get it over with? Remind yourself that we don't "own" dogs? Perhaps my feelings of depression are totally inspired by self-importance and I should look at it that way? A bit lost on this matter, 'cause I don't want to intellectualize it either and misplace the energy of the emotions. This is a tough one... Any insight is greatly appreciated...