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This is just ridiculous.
Let me preface this by saying, I'm not trying to throw myself a pity party. I'm just desperate for answers.
I got a puppy exactly 3 weeks ago today. These have been the worst 3 weeks of my life. Is the puppy bad? No...of course not. He's great. He's housetrained, he's sweet. His only vice is that he screams in his crate. Screams like a banshee. Other than that, he's just a puppy.
So what's the problem? I don't know. I'm a single mother. I work full-time and I'm a part-time student. Two weeks before I got the puppy, my son's father, who I am no longer with, told me he'd be moving. This meant that I would no longer have someone to watch my son on some days should I need help. I have some family around but none of them are overly keen on watching my son so I try not to ask them much. I digress. Basically, I knew then that I would be screwed and it was then that I should've said something to the breeder. But I didn't I was convinced that I was a strong warrior lioness or something stupid and I decided to truck on with our plans. Yes, I know what you're thinking: I am an idiot.
Needless to say, I am beyond overwhelmed. I suffer from severe generalized anxiety disorder with a healthy dose of depression. But I haven't been happy since I brought the dog home. Actually the only time I am happy is at work, where I'm away from the chaos. At 5:00, I get really sad and depressed and I dread going home because I just don't know what my evenings are going to be like on any given day. On the weekends, I'm looking for ANY excuse to get out of the house for a couple hours because the energy there is just so tense and bad. I'm so behind on my schoolwork, because all of my time at home is divided between puppy, son, cooking, cleaning and then before you know it the evening is gone and I'm so tired.
These have been some incredibly dark days. I cry every day, I'm irritable, I snap at everyone and everything. My family is noticing and they're worried. Frankly, I'm worried. I feel inadequate and guilty. I'm doing an okay job of everything and not a good job of anything.
Again, I know what you're thinking: "why didn't you think of this before you got a dog?" Believe me when I say I did all the research. TONS of it. Read every book, every internet resource, visited the dogs beforehand, dog-sat etc. etc. What I wasn't expecting was that I would be so alone doing this, the pressure of trying to keep up with all of this alone, and the dark feelings that would come along with this. I mean, really dark. I'm going to see a therapist because I can't sort out my feelings and I am scared of myself in a way that I haven't been before. Something's gotta give in this situation and I'm afraid it's going to be me.
I can't identify what exactly is triggering this, but I feel like it's just all the pressure and stress of trying to do everything perfectly. We're on a routine down to the minute every single day, and I thought it would help, but I just can't keep up with it all. I'm not sure what to do or what the best course of action is. People keep telling me to give the dog back to the breeder, which is allowed but I've developed such a friendship with her and I'm scared of letting her down. But my family is really upset seeing me like this so I feel like I'm letting them down too. I feel like I'm letting my son down by giving so much attention to the puppy and snapping at him, but I feel like I'm letting the puppy down because I can't give him enough attention and the environment is just toxic. I'm having panic attacks. I'm failing my classes, my work is suffering because I'm so tired. and I just feel like I want to be done with it all. I can't do it all anymore. But I know I made a commitment to the puppy and I'm trying my very best to do right by him too. Please help. Send advice, thoughts, alcohol, WHATEVER. I need guidance. Please try not to judge me too hard...TIA
Let me preface this by saying, I'm not trying to throw myself a pity party. I'm just desperate for answers.
I got a puppy exactly 3 weeks ago today. These have been the worst 3 weeks of my life. Is the puppy bad? No...of course not. He's great. He's housetrained, he's sweet. His only vice is that he screams in his crate. Screams like a banshee. Other than that, he's just a puppy.
So what's the problem? I don't know. I'm a single mother. I work full-time and I'm a part-time student. Two weeks before I got the puppy, my son's father, who I am no longer with, told me he'd be moving. This meant that I would no longer have someone to watch my son on some days should I need help. I have some family around but none of them are overly keen on watching my son so I try not to ask them much. I digress. Basically, I knew then that I would be screwed and it was then that I should've said something to the breeder. But I didn't I was convinced that I was a strong warrior lioness or something stupid and I decided to truck on with our plans. Yes, I know what you're thinking: I am an idiot.
Needless to say, I am beyond overwhelmed. I suffer from severe generalized anxiety disorder with a healthy dose of depression. But I haven't been happy since I brought the dog home. Actually the only time I am happy is at work, where I'm away from the chaos. At 5:00, I get really sad and depressed and I dread going home because I just don't know what my evenings are going to be like on any given day. On the weekends, I'm looking for ANY excuse to get out of the house for a couple hours because the energy there is just so tense and bad. I'm so behind on my schoolwork, because all of my time at home is divided between puppy, son, cooking, cleaning and then before you know it the evening is gone and I'm so tired.
These have been some incredibly dark days. I cry every day, I'm irritable, I snap at everyone and everything. My family is noticing and they're worried. Frankly, I'm worried. I feel inadequate and guilty. I'm doing an okay job of everything and not a good job of anything.
Again, I know what you're thinking: "why didn't you think of this before you got a dog?" Believe me when I say I did all the research. TONS of it. Read every book, every internet resource, visited the dogs beforehand, dog-sat etc. etc. What I wasn't expecting was that I would be so alone doing this, the pressure of trying to keep up with all of this alone, and the dark feelings that would come along with this. I mean, really dark. I'm going to see a therapist because I can't sort out my feelings and I am scared of myself in a way that I haven't been before. Something's gotta give in this situation and I'm afraid it's going to be me.
I can't identify what exactly is triggering this, but I feel like it's just all the pressure and stress of trying to do everything perfectly. We're on a routine down to the minute every single day, and I thought it would help, but I just can't keep up with it all. I'm not sure what to do or what the best course of action is. People keep telling me to give the dog back to the breeder, which is allowed but I've developed such a friendship with her and I'm scared of letting her down. But my family is really upset seeing me like this so I feel like I'm letting them down too. I feel like I'm letting my son down by giving so much attention to the puppy and snapping at him, but I feel like I'm letting the puppy down because I can't give him enough attention and the environment is just toxic. I'm having panic attacks. I'm failing my classes, my work is suffering because I'm so tired. and I just feel like I want to be done with it all. I can't do it all anymore. But I know I made a commitment to the puppy and I'm trying my very best to do right by him too. Please help. Send advice, thoughts, alcohol, WHATEVER. I need guidance. Please try not to judge me too hard...TIA