Dear Ms Void,
As if the last few days haven't already been bad enough, tonight my dog killed a possum. I think it was a baby too. And I cant help but blame myself.
I should have had him inside. And I should have reacted quicker when I heard him barking. And I should have done something to help make that poor creatures last minutes on earth more comfortable. But I panicked. I saw it laying there dying and I didnt know what to do. I think I watched it take its last breaths and it looked so scared. I wish I had a way to comfort it.
I feel useless. I feel bad for that animal and I feel bad because I've been rotting in bed crying for days and I've let the world around me slip past. I even feel bad for my dog who was just following his hunting instincts and is now wondering why hes in trouble.
I just want to stop feeling bad but it feels like there's only one way to do that. (Obviously not an option)











