Hello Internet. I've come here seeking refuge and I need your help. Two nights ago, we adopted a 10 week old Morkie who is very adorable and loving, but as soon as we purchased her and drove off with her, I felt a very large amount of dread and I started crying. I realized too late that I'm not ready for another puppy at all and that I am still traumatize from my last dog, which was also a small dog, who ended up passing away from Parvo after a very short time when I was 13. It's been five years since then and the fears have started to come back and still haunt me that this new family member is going to pass in some form and another and that I won't be able to take care of her like she deserves. I expressed these fears to my parents while in the car and once again when we got home and they immediately retaliated and were angered, which on one side of the coin they should be, since she was rather expensive, but they are now saying that we will not be returning her and we will have to make the best of it and that this was my decision and that I need to stand by it. Half of me agrees with them and that I just need to give this puppy time and train her, but with college and a bit of lying from the woman we bought her from, I'm not sure I will be able to have the time to teach her the basics. ( Such as house training, but I was told that she had made it to the puppy pad stage, and I was very willing to teach her to use the restroom from then on outside, but this has proven to be a lie and she has had no training what-so-ever). But the other half of me is fearful and thinks that maybe the best thing for the dog is to try and attempt to return her to her previous owner, but my youngest brother has also grown very attached and I don't want to break his heart. I'm at cross roads in my mind and I don't know what to do. I haven't been able to sleep or eat hardly anything at all since we got her and my anxiety and depression have escalated to the point where I just feel like shutting down. This was supposed to be a wonderful and happy experience, since it would be the first time since my mom remarried that we had another fur baby because my step-father is very against dogs in the house, but this has been nothing but a nightmare and I don't know what to do. Please help me.