Farewell dear friend... - eviltoast
Retrospective 2023
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It’s been a while since I last took the time to write here. 2023 has proven to be a particularly interesting year, filled with numerous projects and a wealth of learning opportunities. Throughout the year, I’ve contributed to 38 open-source projects, resulting in 357 merged pull requests. statistics made using oss-contribs

Hey,

I recently lost my furry friend… It was a tough period and I’m still sad, even if time is healing slowly.

It’s the first time I had to deal with such a situation where I have to decide when to go to the vet for the final journey… It was so hard…

Today I can talk about it without getting too emotional. I’ve also written a blog post on my website to express what I was feeling about that.

People are telling me to adopt another one, but to be honest, I don’t feel like I can do it now… Maybe it will come back, I don’t know.

All I can say is that it was one of the hardest thing to endure. We love so much those small little animals… Maybe too much.

And you, how have you dealt with such situation? Did you end up getting another one at some point?

Edit: I spent this morning going through each of your messages individually. Thank you so much for sharing your stories and advice. I’m at a loss for words, except to express my heartfelt THANK YOU for your kindness and support. One phrase from your comments deeply resonated with me: “Grief is the price to pay for love.” How profoundly true that is… I believe our Izumi lived a joyful life, and he brought us joy “every. single. day. of. his. little. life.” Making the decision to end suffering is incredibly difficult, but I believe it’s a part of being a responsible pet owner. In such moments, selflessness, not selfishness, is the choice to do.

  • AwkwardLookMonkeyPuppet@lemmy.world
    71·
    10 months ago

    I’m sorry for your loss. When we had to put our cat to sleep, I thought I would be stoic and strong. As soon as it was final I broke down like a blubbering baby, and kept at that for a solid 20 minutes. I thought that was hard until a couple years later when we had to put our most precious little doggy down. That had me wrecked for weeks on end. I’m still not healed from that loss, and it has been six months. We occasionally talk about getting another dog, but I don’t think either of us will be ready for quite a long time.

    Anyways, it does heal, but you’ll never be the same. I’m sorry for your loss.

    • Pol@infosec.pubOPEnglish
      2·
      10 months ago

      Thank you for sharing your story and your kind words… I won’t be the same indeed, but I guess that’s part of growing up means…