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Edited on Sun Aug-06-06 08:32 PM by KzooDem
God, I hate August.
The realization just set in that I will probably need to put my 16 year old dog to sleep at some point this week. She's in kidney failure and has pretty much stopped eating the last couple days. She's not in any pain or experiencing any suffering...at least not visibly. What makes it all the more difficult is that August is already a really difficult month for me. It seems like the most important people in my life have all died around the middle of August.
My best childhood friend drowned when we were on a swimming outing on August 11.
Two of my best friends from young adulthood died in a plane crash on August 16 (Northwest flight #255 in Detroit). I was supposed to be on the flight, but had to change my ticket two days prior to departure to leave for Phoenix a week later instead due to a last minute crisis at work.
My six-year old niece died on August 12, after helping nurse her through four years of fighting cancer.
And, my dad died on August 17.
And now, my dog will go in August as well. Having lost people central to my life and pets, I know the loss of a pet is much different and less traumatic than losing a person or people you dearly love. I guess I'm just PISSED it has to be during a month that is already crushingly familiar with death in my life.
I wouldn't say I get depressed during August, but I certainly dread its arrival on the calendar. I tend to get edgy, withdrawn, less communicative - oh wait...those ARE signs of depression. What I mean is in general, I don't believe myself to be clinically depressed. But I think one can be situationally depressed for brief periods.
I just want August to hurry the hell up and get over with before anyone else dies...that's basically how I feel. Looks like that won't happen this year...again.
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