It's been a tough few days. Once again, *I'm* fine, I just wish I could give that out to everyone else around me. ( family junk, life, cw: animal death )
Oh jeez. :( That's a lot to deal with in the span of a few days.
Moving a family member is difficult enough; that sounds like it was just a huge ball of stress and frustration. I remember seeing some of your tweets last weekend, and even though specifics weren't mentioned, I guessed it might have something to do with moving Brett's mom. I just wish the rest of the family was a little more supportive; real easy for them to judge when they're not the ones driving all that way and spending time and money helping her.
Re: the vet, you DID do all you knew to do. That's not a cop-out. You can't be expected to be 100% prepared for every possible eventuality; how would you have known about the wildlife rehab vet? And now you know that that the wildlife rehab vet is there, and where it's located. If, heaven forbid, something happens and another wild animal needs your help even more, you now have that knowledge.
I can't imagine how upsetting that must have been with the baby squirrel. It was a complete accident. There is no way you could have known; you were trying to help the one you did see, and like you said, it was so small. But still. :( Animal death... sometimes it's just so fucking hard to deal with. (I became a vegetarian entirely after my kitty was killed by a coyote; I couldn't even look at meat for a long while).
But you gave the first squirrel a good fighting chance, more than he would have had. They both would have perished pretty quickly on their own exposed like that, and it's a really good thing that you were able to help at least one, because neither would have had a chance at all otherwise. And like you said, even if the one you saved didn't make it through the night, at least it had a caring person to help, and a warm place to rest.
I can't even imagine how it feels having Robin Williams death (which is plenty tragedy enough) coming on the heels of the death of your friend. I'm so sorry.
But it sounds like, despite all this, you are doing your best to find ways to take care of yourself and do what you need to do to process and recuperate; that takes a lot of strength and courage, and I'm really proud of you. You a wonderful person with a kind and loving heart.
Moving a family member is difficult enough; that sounds like it was just a huge ball of stress and frustration. I remember seeing some of your tweets last weekend, and even though specifics weren't mentioned, I guessed it might have something to do with moving Brett's mom. I just wish the rest of the family was a little more supportive; real easy for them to judge when they're not the ones driving all that way and spending time and money helping her.
Re: the vet, you DID do all you knew to do. That's not a cop-out. You can't be expected to be 100% prepared for every possible eventuality; how would you have known about the wildlife rehab vet? And now you know that that the wildlife rehab vet is there, and where it's located. If, heaven forbid, something happens and another wild animal needs your help even more, you now have that knowledge.
I can't imagine how upsetting that must have been with the baby squirrel. It was a complete accident. There is no way you could have known; you were trying to help the one you did see, and like you said, it was so small. But still. :( Animal death... sometimes it's just so fucking hard to deal with. (I became a vegetarian entirely after my kitty was killed by a coyote; I couldn't even look at meat for a long while).
But you gave the first squirrel a good fighting chance, more than he would have had. They both would have perished pretty quickly on their own exposed like that, and it's a really good thing that you were able to help at least one, because neither would have had a chance at all otherwise. And like you said, even if the one you saved didn't make it through the night, at least it had a caring person to help, and a warm place to rest.
I can't even imagine how it feels having Robin Williams death (which is plenty tragedy enough) coming on the heels of the death of your friend. I'm so sorry.
But it sounds like, despite all this, you are doing your best to find ways to take care of yourself and do what you need to do to process and recuperate; that takes a lot of strength and courage, and I'm really proud of you. You a wonderful person with a kind and loving heart.
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