The Day I Got Peanut

 As a person who has lived with anxiety and depression for most of her life, I know all too well about feeling lonely within my own thoughts. The unfortunate feeling like my thoughts and feelings don't matter, yet as a Virgo, the feeling of being needed is what makes me the happiest. So what did I do to fuel that void, I got a dog. I needed something to take care of and I needed something to need me. It was the best decision I've ever made. That's when I got my heart stolen by a Jack Russell Terrier and Chihuahua mix named Peanut. He was so small, smaller that any iPhone I've ever seen. I remember when I first brought him, I refused to put him down, carried him around everywhere like he was a baby. He was my baby, he needed me and I needed him, I felt complete. I know it sounds weird, but I truly felt as if Peanut was just want I needed for me to get through my anxiety. He knew when I was upset and he would want to come and lay on my lap, he knew when I was crying and he would cuddle up on me, he even knew when I was angry, he'll go lay down in his cage and give me my space. He has his own personality, and I love him so much and I know he loves me too.   

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