#gury

So, this week began the summer classes..

Yes, I'll lose the summer because of this...

Sometime ago, my guinea pig went to a better place...

Today, the teacher talked about necropsy... It was hard....

To remember the thing that happened to your pet... To remember how it looked... How your pet was suffering...

My heart aches...

I tryed but I failed... I started to cry, hidding my face, I was crying...

The teacher kept talking about necropsy... Nobody noticed my tears... And I'm glad about it

I don't want the people see me cry, because they feel bad for me and sometimes they don't understand why I am crying... And sometimes they say I am a fool, that reason isn't enough, etc...

Today was hard, and not just today.

I still feel bad for my guinea pig, even I have nightmares where she die again... Where she still suffer...

Lately I rather don't sleep because of that...

Sometimes I don't know if I should be a Vet... I couldn't take care of my own pet...

I'll keep trying, but, should I be a Vet...?

I want to save animals, but if I couldn't with my own...

Gate of the Château de Gury after the German bombardment during First World War, Picardy region of France