DeepikaThis lazy shiba is a lazy kitty. But instead of sitting in the sun for hours, she spends her time playing and eating. She is also my sweetheart. I want to spoil her so much, and I also love this lazy shiba because she is so fun to watch.
My lazy shiba was just getting into her groove when a few weeks ago she got bored and decided to sit on my lap and start eating me. She does this constantly, and I thought it was time to stop it. But she wasn’t done. She lay on my lap and looked at me with such a sad expression that I just couldn’t do it. But I’m pretty sure she was just bored.
As you can tell by my description, I’m not a very talkative person. So once I’d gotten the lazy shiba out of my way, I decided to have a chat with her. When she first came out of the bathroom, I was so excited to tell her how cute she was and how I was enjoying watching her play with her sister. I didn’t expect, however, that this conversation would go so much deeper.
When I first approached her, she had this funny look on her face, which I immediately recognized as a sign of jealousy. She immediately took it to mean she was seeing something that she wanted to see, something that she would like to share with us. She was just so sad and upset with me about it, but I was pretty sure she had just been having some bad dreams.
It seems that when she was a child, she was an only child. So she was only seeing people that she knew (and she was very much the center of attention) and those she knew that she liked. But when she was an adult, she was able to find a new social network. And in my opinion, that social network is just as much a part of her as the family she lived with.
This is the sort of thing that I have seen in countless stories from people who have had significant mental and/or physical challenges, and it is always very stressful for everyone in the family. I have often made a similar point in my own life when I have experienced something traumatic, and I would not wish that for anyone. I have never, however, told anyone I had been suicidal, and I’m sure I would be hated for that if I did.
I often wonder if this is something that happens to someone who has had a great time in life. It may not seem like much, but the reality is that most people who have had so much time out in life are not really good at the job they’re applied to. It’s more like they’re trying to work for someone else, and in the end they end up doing the harder work that they’re supposed to be doing. It seems as though people simply don’t get it.
This is one of the reasons I always love to play the game (a) it’s a unique take on the zombie apocalypse and (b) there are some great gameplay elements, specifically the ability to build zombie-killing machines. As a result, I have become obsessed with the topic of suicide. This is not a problem I just happen to have. I think that many people who have had a great time in life just don’t understand what it means to feel sad.
I think a lot of people feel they can handle the sadness of depression much easier than they can handle the sadness of depression. It is a completely different state of mind. I do not feel sorry for myself. I feel sad for myself. It is completely natural.
