Just wanted to say “this too shall pass.” Surgery is never fun but at least it’ll be fixed soon. Losing pets hurts but you have all the good times to think back on, and maybe a new pet to look forward to as well.

I have been one of those people who are pretty negative with their outlook on life. I started therapy because I was tired of being frustrated and angry and, frankly, depressed all the time.

One of things I learned is that if you aren’t naturally “happy go lucky” you have to work at it. Why I ever expected to just be happy now seems like a real “no shit” moment. But once someone told me that I’ve been able to look at my life in a different light.

I’m still negative as fuck, but at least now I can recognize it for what it is, short circuit my thought process a little bit, and not spiral as much as I used to. I’m a middle-aged work in progress but that’s ok!

Good luck, fellow traveler!