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And now I have to really think about how important things like bacon are to me. I talk about giving up meat all the time, but never do. Why? i’m being selfish. Why would I? It’s not because I think it’s going to someone stop things like this from happening, it’s because I can’t see things like this and still have an appetite for meat. My family grew up meat eaters, they made their money in Germany of of a successful meat company so it’s always been part of my culture. My father tells me to just not watch these things, or read about them because “it happens no matter what” but that answer isn’t good enough for me. I watch it because it does happen, it’s the truth behind my food. Is 20 minutes of temporary satisfaction worth being associated with this? Why are these lives deemed less valuable than ours? I just can’t make sense out of it…as a veterinary technician if I saw this happening to one of my patients I’d be scarred for life.
I think I just got a hit of euphoria.
When your boyfriend calls your name but replaces your last name with his…just ugh stop my god the feels
Feels like I only go backwards, baby
Every part of me says “go ahead”
I got my hopes up again…oh no, not again…
Feels like we only go backwards, darling
The thing about being a child of an addict is that we learn disappointment quickly. We also learn that it’s an empty emotion. It doesn’t matter how disappointed we are, we either dwell in it or accept our reality for what it is. The thing about being the child of an addict is we don’t have time to be disappointed, the only thing we have time for is survival.
Solarflare and his Minnie.
I really love this cat so much. His backside is pretty much completely paralyzed and the nerves shut down, so he can’t urinate unless he is manually expressed. Since we haven’t found anyone willing to take him home he’s staying at the clinic with us where he gets to nuzzle with his toys and get constant love from the staff.
Doing what we can little by little everyday!
Attempting to cope. The norm.