This is Fruitycake. I’m very tired. Girl Person is very tired. We were up all night. Honestly, things aren’t easy right now. Even for me. Because I’m trying to take care of her. And Boy Person too.
Girl Person doesn’t know this. Although she suspects it after last night. I know what she is thinking. I heard her terrible thoughts about herself. I heard her terrible thoughts about many things. And about Brickle. And Digby.
And just everything. Her terrible thoughts were annoying. So much so, that I couldn’t stand the noise of them. I got up out of my comfortable bed and went downstairs. She thought I had to go out. But I couldn’t stand the noise.
I know that things are hard for us physically right now with all the rain and mud. With the dampness and lack of many things. But. I have to state the obvious. We chose this.
We knew it would be hard. We hoped it would be easier by now. But it’s not. But the thing is, we did decide to do this. I’m a dog. But I know this.
Girl Person didn’t sleep. But she says that’s ok. She was just apologizing to me that she kept me up. She says her depression isn’t caused by me. And so she made me a good breakfast of eggies and Brussel sprouts.
Yes. I like them. And they are one of her favorites. She said I was her Brussel sprout friend. She said no one likes them. But me and her.
And we are best friends. Forever.
She will stick around for me today. And to enjoy the spouts. Sometimes, it’s that simple in life.
One thing can help you to remember that life is worth living and fighting thru. We will have mud and rain. But who is there with us? We can obsess about our mistakes and the past. But what will be the last chapter for you? Make it a good one. Despite the past. Now. I’ll take a second helping please.
–Fruitycake
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So sorry that the depression monster has got you today, Girl Person. I really think that that place, Italy is not helping your depression. Hopefully, the spring weather will help ease your depression and a few doggie kisses. I always felt good, even when I was unemployed, when I was living in Long Beach, Ca. It rarely rained and the weather was great even when it rained. And then I moved to Olympia, Washington to be with my girlfriend who was sick. The weather here is very much like Chicago where I grew up. Parts of me wants to go back to Long Beach, but here I have my own house and I’m safe. Hopefully, with the sun out today but very cold, 28 degrees. I will stop watching the crazy news and watch my evening DVR programs. Hope you, GP, feel better soon.