Originally Posted by SoberForMySon

Tomorrow is day one and I shall join the class of May when it comes up. After months sober, my longest stint thus far, I failed when my soulmate died at 16.5 years of age. He was my life, heart, and world. Beyond normal pet love... We were codependent and had separation anxiety for each other. I shaped my life around him and his needs, didn't work, etc. now I am lost and broken without my boo. God help me, the pain is too much... I shall sober up in his honor. Long live my heart dog and friend, my dear beloved one... Oh god, the pain of it is too much why do they have to go?