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Life has been bad. I mean, really bad. It was hard enough to think about what happened to me, let alone put it all down on paper. It all started one day when I took Rover to the nature trail across from my neighborhood, his absolute favorite thing to do. He would always get so excited that I would have to chase him down the entire house just to attach his leash onto his collar. Well, when we got to the nature trail, I decided to give him some freedom. I unhooked the leash. Then, a deer caught his eye and never looked back as he ran so far and so fast, never looking back -- not once. I called Animal Control, 9-1-1, pretty much anyone who could help. But most importantly, I called Rover, to which he never answered.
It took months for me to recover from this traumatic incident. Rover was everything to me -- and now, he is all gone. He was such a happy dog, so full of energy and life. He was what got me through each day, you know? I can see him now with his big, teethy smile and long tongue ready to lick anyone in sight. I just wish I could go back and hold him tighter than I ever have. I would never let him go, just like I vowed to do the same to my regrets. But that all changed last year. I realized that I can't hold on to this forever. I have to forgive myself and, as much as I avoided it, move on.
I have to go now, but I think this a good start for you! You've got this!