Monday, February 22, 2010
Pouring salt on my own wounds. Excellent.
Just went to the clinic to settle the bill. Then I asked to see her body. Why? Because I'm a fucking idiot that's why... Ended up having to rush out of the clinic in tears and crying all the way home. What the hell made me think that petting her corpse and saying goodbye would help? You'd think that after all these years of fostering I'd learn not to be such a dumbass.