Let’s not shame people for spending a thousand dollars on a puppy. It’s their choice, their life, and just because they don’t make the same choice you would doesn’t mean it’s the wrong choice.
When I lost my best friend, it felt like a break up with my longest relationship.
I see your hashtags and messages of support to those affected, but I don’t applaud them and don’t add one myself. I simply don’t see the point other than to make your online friends know you’re informed and have reacted appropriately. I choose instead to reflect internally and welcome conversation in more intimate parts of my life.
I hear very often that to love is a choice, and in many ways I believe that. But it takes an immense amount of strength to wake up every morning and choose something that you might not feel in your heart is right. In this case you have two paths: to hold on or to let go.
A broken family is something I never thought I’d come from, but in a way, I’m glad I did.
Loving a self-deprecating best friend is easy. Knowing she doesn’t love herself is the hard part.