Oct 2016
my good friends dog died. she was old and she liked to sleep next to the heater and they took her away and never brought her back. she told me in the first period locker rooms, when my buzzcut was still patchy from trich and unsteady hands and it was still cold outside. she cried and cried and told no one else. just me. no one posted pictures of her dead dog, said goodbyes, made instagram posts about it. she was just gone. we went to her house and her bed was empty and no one said anything. like she never happened. my friend was terrified of remembering her and i was terrified of forgetting her;
idk. im a death positive person who has a very strong belief that the dead should be remembered and cared for and celebrated n of course she was my friends dog i had no say in how she remembered i just. idk. i knew her dog for so long n i never got to say goodbye or even acknowledge the fact that she was gone and it really made me recognize how important it is for death positivity to be a more mainstream thing bc it coulda saved my friend a lotta grief
