and she’s potty trained too and knows where to go to the bathroom. But we have a backyard and my parents are trying to teach her to go outside, even though I resorted against it cuz she already knows where to go and taking her outside wastes 20–30 minutes of my sleep where she wakes me up TWICE EVERY MIDNIGHT to go… like wow. After 20–30 minutes she comes back inside I close the door behind her only to find huge piles of dog shit under the table where our pad used to be. This situation where she would be out of my eyesight for 2 minutes and the entire house is filled with shit happens way too fucking often and parents are still consistent on training her outside. Even though every time it happens my parents blame ME and ask me to clean it up. For the mistake they they made. Not me. Yet 20 minutes outside and not even a tinkle. It’s like she does it on purpose.
I’m filled with immense guilt for even thinking this way.
i dont know what else to do. I had a scary dream where I do a horrible thing to her when she did something I didn’t like and it filled me with deep guilt even more.
I found out I have cancer—I have not told my family. We can’t afford the treatment anyway. Should I just say nothing and let nature take its course?
man how I wished I could’ve persuaded my parents to get rid of her but they already spent over 900 dollars to get her and they’ll think im some monster. I haven’t told them I don’t want her bcuz of that yet. But I’d think they’d also agree that every time they look at her they also feel depressed and that feeling of guilt.
or maybe i need to learn a life lesson from this dog and be and look more happy and joyful??? i dont know. I dont know anymore.
me. I would die, trade the world for my first 2 dogs. I’d always call myself a dog person because I always get that feeling. The feeling dogs are suppose to give you, happiness and such joy. As well as in return. But this dog doesn’t return it. It doesn’t even perceive what joy is. This dogs making me very deeply, deeply depressed.
Hi everybody! I have been looking at posts on narcs and narc abuse on here and if has really helped me out a lot. I am currently struggling with my situation and need some advice/support.
I met a narc last year, everything seemed to good to be true. Love bombing, always texting calling and taking me on dates. Everything changed when someone warned me about him out in public in front of him and who he is. This caused a conflict with us and the love bombing seized.
he would tell me that everything is okay and i can come and talk. He would set a time limit on me and kick me out after that.
he would then text me like everything was fine and we hung out again and after that he completely ghosted me for one week. He came back and texted me a week later laughing about the ghosting and acting like nothing had happened.
he continued to text me ( not like in the beginning) make plans with me, then on the day of the plans he would just ghost me. One day he would act interested the next silence.
i contacted him a month later and he acted like nothing happened. He was on a vacation and sent me a picture of another woman ( someone he allegedly met on the trip) to strike a reaction but i never gave him one. After the trip he came to my place and was extremely rude, accusing me of going on dates with a bunch of men. The next day he accused me of being an alcoholic and that he wanted nothing to do with me but said well maybe we can be "friends" then ghosted me
i assumed at this point it was over and i would never hear from him again. He contacted me on the holiday a month later acting like everything was great. We ended up hanging out a month or so later and when we hung out it went well, i thought things were going in the right direction.
after we hung out.. silence. I would try to text him and if he replied it would be very short then he just stopped replying. He ghosted me for almost three months. I thought he was done this time and of course he popped up again like nothing happened. At this point i was getting sick of if so i questioned him as to why he dissapeared and always does this. Of course he had some sob story about a injury and family member dying of cancer. I felt pity for him and he gave me an apology.. so i took him back stupidly.
things seemed to be going smooth for a couple months, of course until his family member died and his injury got better he never contacted me and was distant. Menawhile, i was there for him during the difficult time for him. He lied to me about the funeral and never wanted to chat. I was chasing him and he would always claim nothing was wrong but when i said i thought he used me when he was down he could not handle it and would always tell me he didnt care and to go away. I would get so upset i would try texting him to work it out he would barelt respond and if he did he would not be nice about it.
we did hang out a couple times after that, he would ignore me after. One day i was like hey i think you are seeing someone else, and i was like well ixam seeing someone so no problem if you are he said " buy bye good luck with your new guy stop contacting me" i was devastated and tried to get into contact with him for weeks then i just gave up and accepted it was over. He ended up contacting me a month later acting like everything was fine. He wanted to go out and have drinks i told him i would. He and i both seemed to have a great time. He ends up ignoring me again. I kept texting him trying to figure out what was wrong. He kept saying everything was fine and i said ok can we hang out again? He said maybe i was like why? He just kept saying maybe …
our last conversation we had… i said what is wrong ? He said nothing is wrong everything is fine. I asked him why he keeps saying maybe. He said " maybe but i dont want to see you right now" i said why? He saix " im just not feeling it, if i wanted to date i would" i said why did you contact me less then a week ago wanting to go out? He said i didnt.. even though he did. So i said should i just move on or what? He said whatever you want to do. So i said that he was really confusing me and asked him if he had anything more to say before i move on? My messages were turning green so i panicked he blocked me and reacted irrationally. I said " omg did you block me? My messages are not going through. Even texted him on my work phone asking what was up. And called him twice ( please dont judge me i know it is pathetic i never was this type of girl before him) so he replied and said " Ok I'll block you now" then immedietly blocked me. He has never blocked me before since I have met him he will just ghost. Is this ths final discard aka " grand finale? Did i just push him too far?
this has upset me so much its hard to even function.
my hearts heavy. Idk what I’m going to do for the next 8–10 yrs with this thing. And the thought of surrendering it, having it out of my life deeply pains me too.
And she doesn’t deserve it either.
Yes. I love dogs, the first one I had was an angel she passed, then I got another dog he is the best dog I could ever ask for. But 2 yrs ago my parents decided to give me another dog, same breed. Maltese. She’s been a nightmare the whole 2 years. She destroyed, bit and ate everything for the first year, I tried to blame in on her teeth aching because she was 2 months when I got her. But she’s just like that. Thankfully that destroying everything habit layed off after that 1 year, but just the way she looks, the look on her face says depressed and sad all the time. No ounce of happiness no matter how much I cherish, love and give her treats and everything she could ask for. Sure it shows in her submissiveness like sitting and licking my hand. But not even a tail wag, the way she walks sad, My other dogs are always so so SO happy! Their tail is always up, eyes filled with hope and happiness. This is the first dog ever to only want to lick MY face and ONLY on the face in particular. I didn’t think much of it cuz she’s a dog but my face broke out IMMEDIATELY AND HARD ASF!!!! I have never in MY ENTIRE LIFE had this bad acne ever.
What is something you want to "get off your chest"?
I knew I’d have a life of hell and guilt the moment I laid eyes on those depressed unfulfilled eyes.
I’m shaking from the guilt that I could even yell this loud in front of my old dog making him see a me he never saw.
I always think of ways to make her happy, excited, not such a pussy. But it never succeeds. She’s just a depressed girl and it honestly hurts me inside to even look at her and feel this way when I don't even like feeling this way in front of dogs.
Why do some women squirt and some don't?
The thought of surrendering it, and just being around it, looking at her depresses me.
If you didnt believe curses exist then believe it now.
