My parrot died a few hours ago and ... everything is a mess right now. It is kind of a big deal, since my family and I are very attached to animals, in general, and to ours, in particular... and this was our first pet. I got it almost six years ago, for my birthday, and everyone kinda fell in love with it at first sight. Yes, I know that animals, especially birds, die fast, and I expected that for Coco too, but not like this. He wasn't sick and he acted all week like his usual self. And he was fine the last time I saw him in my room... and then my sister found him and everything went blank from that moment. My father doesn't know yet and I'm so afraid of how he'll take it when he finds out. He was the most attached to Coco.
I'm sorry for depressing everyone with this, you don't have to read or comment to this. This is just me finding a way to deal with it, since I'm this close to email my ex-bf and cry myself on his sholder... and I don't want to do that. I know he would've appreciated a sign from me after all this time, and he'd know what to do and what to say, but... I just can't make that step back. Not anymore.
- I'm feeling:crappy