My Companion and I: A Furry Pet Chronical

September 12, 2022

Diary,

So much has happened this past year and a half. A significant gain and losses, but, one thing is clear: I got married to my soulmate.

The day I arrived in Saint Lucia I wasn’t in the best state of mind. I couldn’t even measure my confidence. I had none to speak of.

When my ex-family took my dog Ricky away to the Medina Animal Shelter that’s when my mental state was nonexistent.

I made a promise to my companion that I would come back for him.

Someone I once knew suggested I hire a detective to track my dog down. But I couldn’t do that to him. I knew by now he would have grown attached to his new companions..

They words uttered I will never forget, you will never see Rickie again we gave him away.

This was the last photo I took of my baby when I picked him up from the groomers.

I fell to pieces when I came to terms I would never see my baby again. Funny thing, I asked X if I could bring him with me to X’s house. But it wasn’t allowed. I begged and pleaded and X said no.

That was my last birthday with my dog. He made it so special for me. The sad part is I had to buy my own stuff.

1: Birthday Cake: It was a red velvet cake.

2: Birthday Meal: Which if you know me it was tacos.

3: Even my own birthday gifts: I believe I bought myself a purse that looked like a tot I could take with me to stay overnight. Nevertheless, it was a purse.

I wish that someone had that same belief.

It would be the sight of never, I would get an apology for being treated so awful.

How can anyone justify their actions?

I had to distance myself from them, I had no choice.

The last time I would ever see my dog.

I can remember that day so vividly.

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August 21, 2021

My instincts told me to be aware of their actions. It was the day after I had a conversation with my grandfather (old man), he begged me not to give any money to Lisa. In the eyes of a grown woman I listened to him.

As time went on, I knew I wanted to be with my Fiance. I just had enough of everything. I couldn’t take it any more.

"Emily, you can go see Shane some other time, we need you. You have to help us."

I had been in misery for years, if anyone knew this to be true. A normal person wouldn’t ask me to stay. They would encourage me to find my own path. I knew then what I had to do. So, as the day progressed watching everything my mood got worse and worse.

When I did my usual showering routine I fell in the shower. I should have been severely injured, but I wasn’t. Nevertheless, I cried

For the first time I had something I never had before: the Freedom to choose. I wasn't in a dungeon, I was free. So, I didn't have to play the victim any more.

At the thought of this, I cried more. I didn't have to act like the victim when the darkness was gone.

At this point, X comes into the bathroom, with the words I will never forget.

"Emily what the fuck is your problem you have been in a mood all day."

I shook my head, not trusting her. I didn’t want to share why I was in a bad mood.

"You're not going to help us are you?"

Shocked in disbelief after falling in the shower, I responded with a soft answer, ‘no’.

"Well if you don't like how things are, you can leave now."

I was shocked disturbed by her words, your daughter just fell. Your first instinct should be to be scared. To ask if she is okay. But now I didn’t get that response.

Meanwhile, why all of this is going on with me in my situation. The old man dies in the ambulance on the way to the ER.

I gathered my stuff in my duffel bag, while X watched me. I look at her, I don’t like how things are, I don’t want to be here.

Another argument, I was angry and responded “Every man for themselves.”

"In other words Ms. Curry X would have to take you to court to have you evicted."

With that being said they gave me a ride back to my residence. I will never forget being afraid of the cops taking me back.

I walked silently back inside. I walk into X’s room lying on her air mattress. It was beyond shocking for me. How could I be related to this?

I had an uneasy rest, I didn’t know why. All the while I worried about my dog. I was so worried about myself, and my companion

Even as I write this article I think about him. I cried wishing I could hold him, but my ex-family took that away from me. It took a long time for me to get this far mentally, however, I know he is happy getting the love and care he needs. I wouldn’t wish this upon anyone, losing a furry companion it’s like losing a child.

In the morning would be shocking for all of you.

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