Dear Simone,
The date is coming up soon, in a couple weeks. I wasn’t sure why I haven’t been sleeping that well anymore. This makes sense. PTSD strangles you out of no where. My body remembers.
Bubbles is still gone and I’m hoping someone found her and is now taking care of her. That’s a better thought than her dying somewhere, cold and alone. I went back a few times but I haven’t seen her.
Lilly is still sad about it. A little distracted with the dog now. She’s become Pluto’s Emotional Support HUMAN. He doesn’t bark, doesn’t play with toys, doesn’t discard his waste outside because he’s too scared, barely eats and is nervous and scared all the time. But he’s happy with her. That’s good. She needs someone. Her fish died yesterday too. It’s been a hard month for her.
Anyways, I hope you think of me.
Always,
BB
Dear Simone 
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