Search Results: comfort and love

I got emotional when I watched a TV show called "Time of death", it follows the last days or months of someone who's terminal. I got emotional as the mom gave her speech in which she expressed how horrible it was to see her son rapidly deteriorate from cancer, and fade away.

It also made me think about my childhood dog, Katie. She ended up getting sicker and sicker as her pancreas started shutting down and she could hardly walk down the stairs. She was my dog from 2007-2020. As previously mentioned, I never fit in, anywhere, Katie was my everything.

I was closer to her than most people are with their siblings, I hated being away from her, and she always howled, cried out and desperately lunged at me every time I left for school. She'd wait by the window for me, jump up, wagging her tail, and as I come in, there was a love seat by the door She'd run up, stand on, and lick me. She'd put her two paws on my shoulders to do it.

When I had surgery and was in the hospital, she refused to leave my room, even to use the bathroom and when I came back, she always cuddled so close to me and I'd always hold her close. Seeing her condition worsen and her strength fade was so hard. I'd have to carry her up and down the stairs, she'd be scared to try to walk down them.

Then I'd have to bring food up to her, her worry and sorrow always on her face as I desperately tried to comfort her. Then the day came, I remember how even in her last moments, she looked up and licked me as i told her how much I loved her, and how I'd never forget her.

I see now that although I have dogs now and love them, Katie's death burned the deepest hole in my heart.

I'm not ashamed to admit that my eyes are quite wet as I write this, and I sobbed as I looked at this photo taken days before her death. Seeing her nose, her eyes, I really loved her. To Katie, I will always remember you, thank you for loving me, thank you for staying with me, and thank you for being my dog❤️

I saw a bit on YouTube which made me cringe a bit. It was satire but it started with a girl telling her boyfriend she's going on a girls trip, just a few of her friends.

Okay, then she says they're going to a club where there's a lot of guys there, he asks why nobody is bringing their boyfriends, she says all her friends are, but she wanted to just go with them.

I know it's satire, but the second I hear "girls trip", I say pretend to be okay with it, but if the key she has to your apartment still works when she gets back, then shame on you for letting her cheat. Even if she hasn't done it yet, the second she walks in and mentioned a girls trip, she'd already made a conscious decision to cheat, months before the "trip" happens.

I don't know, am I being paranoid and insecure, people? Before ladies start saying it's stupid, flip the script. If I was your boyfriend and I wanted to go to a bar with all of your friends and I said you can't come, what then?

Those locks should be changed while I'm out and you should have thrown all of my personal belongings out of the window, that same night. To do anything else is to allow yourself to be disrespected and spit on by the person who's supposed to love you, so please don't ignore signs.

Before accusations come in, no, I didn't get cheated on in this fashion. It did happen, but not in this way, it was much more of a sudden thing. The only indications one of my 3 relationships gave of infidelity was her acting nervous around me despite me being always supportive. Maybe I supported her wrong, maybe when she was crying and asked me to leave one night after a huge fight with her mom, I shouldn't have held her, anyway, or maybe.

But in the future, if a girl I love cries, you'll have to strangle me to make me stop trying to comfort her and even then, my dead arms will still keep her warm, so judge away, if you like