Indeed. I now even have a little black dog I can hold, cuddle, and play with whenever I feel the negative thoughts invading. In a way, getting an actual black dog has made me able to fight the one in my mind. My very special emotional support animal:

Agrippina wrote:Indeed. I now even have a little black dog I can hold, cuddle, and play with whenever I feel the negative thoughts invading. In a way, getting an actual black dog has made me able to fight the one in my mind. My very special emotional support animal:

Can't wait to get a dog of my own.

Dogs are better people than people.


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That is a stupidly cute dog.

Rachel Bronwyn wrote:That is a stupidly cute dog.

You have no idea how cute. He leaps onto the bed in the morning to help me make it, then rolls around on the mess he's made of the linen, and wriggles and almost giggles when I tickle him. He also rolls on his toys on the floor with the little leggier waving around inviting more tickles. My son plays tug o' war with him with his mop, he growls then can't decide whether to growl or giggle when we tickle him at the same time. I'm crazy about this living toy.

Thomas Eshuis wrote:
Can't wait to get a dog of my own.

You won't be sorry. This one was at the back of the shelter waiting to be put down because no one wants a black dog. I went to see what was there, and fell in love when he leapt up to lick my face. He still does that every morning. He sleeps on my feet at the bottom of the bed, then watches me read facebook early in the morning. When I take off my glasses, and put down the phone, that's the signal for morning kisses. So wonderful. Luckily he's small, and only two years old, so I'm anticipating growing really old with his child loving me.

Agrippina wrote:

Thomas Eshuis wrote:
Can't wait to get a dog of my own.

You won't be sorry. This one was at the back of the shelter waiting to be put down because no one wants a black dog.

Agrippina wrote:I went to see what was there, and fell in love when he leapt up to lick my face. He still does that every morning. He sleeps on my feet at the bottom of the bed, then watches me read facebook early in the morning. When I take off my glasses, and put down the phone, that's the signal for morning kisses. So wonderful. Luckily he's small, and only two years old, so I'm anticipating growing really old with his child loving me.

The debated "view of current society and the medical community" - the view of societies we live in - is probably to a large extent culturally conditioned, and is possibly influenced by religious doctrines of our past. If so, it can change. Till then, hang on.

I think we should not force someone who doesn't want to live, an exit pill would be an good idea.