The pain and despair are hitting me really hard tonight. 4 weeks and 3 days today and nothing seems to be getting easier.
I managed 8 hours today without crying but now it has hit me like a tidal wave again.
I miss him so very much and the thought that I will never see him again is breaking me.
How to move forward?
This is so very hard.
My best boy has to go a month ago after being with us for almost 15 years and I miss him more than I could ever express.
My heart is totally broken and the pain is just as agonising today as it was a month ago.
How can we ever recover from this awful experience.
My best boy.
I'm having a very bad day today, it's been 24 days and the pain and the tears are overwhelming me at the moment. I don't know how I can ever get over this. The hurt is so deep inside. I just don't know what to do. I miss him so very very much it's unbearable.
You took my best boy away before he needed to go.
It's nearly 4 weeks and the despair is overwhelming.
Sleep well you best boy, I miss you so much.
It's been 3 weeks today since we made the most difficult decision we have ever had to make.
The pain is constant and unforgiving.
We would do anything to have you back in our lives.
Sleep well, the best dog anyone could ever have wished for.
We are broken.
It's been 19 days and the fact that I will never see my best boy again is slowly killing me.
The pain is just getting worse.
How do you manage this?
I don’t just miss you…
I miss us.
The way life felt when you were here.
The rhythm we had without even trying.
The quiet understanding that didn’t need words.
You weren’t just part of my days…
you were my days.
Mornings started with you.
Evenings ended with you.
And in between…
there was always that gentle presence—
following me, waiting for me, choosing me.
I miss the little things the most.
The way you looked at me like I was your whole world.
The sound of your paws finding me in another room.
The way you’d settle beside me… like there was nowhere else you’d ever rather be.
It wasn’t just love.
It was togetherness.
And now…
that togetherness feels like a space that no one else can step into.
The house is still here.
The routine is still here.
But we…
we’re not.
And that’s the part that hurts in a way I can’t explain.
Because I don’t just grieve losing you—
I grieve losing the version of me that existed with you.
The one who laughed more.
The one who felt less alone.
The one who had you beside them… always.
I had to let our dog of nearly 15 go to sleep 2 weeks ago and the grief and pain is just getting worse by the day.
Can someone reassure me that it will get better because at the moment the pain is overwhelming.
I have never felt like this before in my life and I am finding very, very hard to cope.