Iâm visiting home and itâs giving me lots of mixed feelings.
My job at DPFL has really broken me and made me feel like I should just give up on training altogether. But I come volunteer at APA and I get to just train my favorite dogs and people are asking my advice and I even wrote a whole entire training plan for a dog that I was about to recommend BE for before I actually met him.
Everything here is familiar. I know the streets. The food. OH GOD the food! There are people here who actually want to spend time with me.
But it also comes with pain. Im staying at my dads house and honestly trying to avoid him because I know how we fight if I have to be around him for longer than a few hours at a time. I keep thinking about the times I tried to kill myself. My time spent in the psych ward. I find myself slipping into bad habits.
















