| swizzasnake ( @ 2009-06-25 00:10:00 |
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We're having Chip, my gorgeous dog, put down on Thursday morning (today, here - it just passed midnight). Mom's gonna be there (in the house) but I can't. I know it's the right thing to do but I just can't be there so I'm taking myself out for as long as I need to.
The odd thing is that my Mom's obviously gutted, but I'm not - I'm oddly pragmatic and detached. This is definitely good because I know I'll be the one in charge for the next few days, but I'm feeling really guilty. Shouldn't I be a sobbing wreck? Or at least really fucking unhappy? 'Cause I'm not - I'm ready and I'm ok and I know it's best. Does the lack of emotion make me a bad person? Who knows.