should i message them again or am i just being really clingy and annoying: a life story by me
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Today I I tried to save the life of a little
Lamb like this. My sheep holly, whom I raised from a day old lamb herself gave birth to triplets this morning but one, the last one was very weak. By the time I got to the field I thought that I was too late and he was dead, he was so cold and barely breathing, laid in the shade still covered in afterbirth. Holly for some reason didn’t want to have anything to do with him and so I took matters into my own hands; I wrapped him in a towel and did my best to try and dry him and bring his temperature up, I sat him on my knee I the sun but sheltered him from the breeze. He started to come round a bit, he was shuffling a bit and trying to bleat, rather pathetically but he tried. I sat with him trying to keep him going for over an hour until my dad could come down to help me so we could get some food in him, if only he could’ve held on long enough.
He died in my arms.
It was peaceful, he went quiet and closed his eyes. Poor little boy I wish I could’ve done more for him. He wasn’t even a day old but at least he felt the sun on his back and some love from his would be adoptive mum (me) :(
Such a shit day :(
Gonna go cry and comfort eat then feel even shitter yay
seriously the amount of time I spend just imagining and re-imagining totally made-up scenarios in my head has got to be unhealthy
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Sometimes, although not often, I feel really happy in myself and I embrace my body and feel sexy. Then the next minute I feel so very unattractive and want to hide wrapped up in a blanket in the shadows like what even is this ughh