I have struggled for almost 6 months with this now, after my dog had to be put down. It was especially the fact that I couldn’t be there when it happened. He was old, but still. I was away on vacation in the US and my father took care of my dog while I was gone. Just a few days into my trip, my father kept writing me that Silver (my dog) had trouble with his leg and had a hard time walking and rising. It just kept on like that and the vet could just give him pain killers. I knew it was his time and I hoped so badly he would hold on until I could return home a few days later and be there, but a morning, I wake up to the message that my father had decided to put him down and he was gone. I knew it was the right move and not let him suffer anymore, but I was crushed. Not only because he was gone, but also because I couldn’t be there and give him a proper goodbye. To this day, I still feel horrible for not having been there. If I had only just stayed home and not gone on vacation or waited just another week. I cried for days, literally. I would cry until I fell asleep, wake up and then start over with the crying. Even after I returned home, nothing made me happy and I just felt sad and demotivated to do ANYTHING. My father suggested getting a new dog, but I dont feel that would fix the empty hole. He was not my first dog, but he was ‘my’ first dog, as everyone else had been family dogs. Also the circumstances of his death is what I think impacted me.
How do you guys handle the grief that comes after?
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