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since Ive gotten my other art in sketch form I can sketch Hellsing too 🫶🩸

Let me approach this analytically. Every standout feature SweetDream offers becomes more valuable the moment you trust that it's private. The lifelike voice messages and human-sounding phone calls? Worth more when you know they're discreet. The video calls and live cam sessions available with select characters? Far more comfortable to enjoy when the platform's whole posture is privacy-first.

That's the throughline I kept landing on while testing sweetdream.ai. It isn't that the AI girlfriend experience is good and also private; it's that the privacy is what lets the experience be as immersive as it is. You design a companion's personality and appearance in detail, you get strikingly realistic generated photos, and you do it all knowing the content stays yours.

Two days into that trip I found out he had cancer and his hospital stay was extended.

Two more days later, we find out its stage four and there's no good options to get rid of it, so we have to arrange hospice. My parents are at sea, thankfully my mom has service so I can keep her updated. I was just there to watch the house and care for my sick grandpa and now I'm dealing with hospital doctors and insurance and setting up hospice and in home care.

A day later I'm picking him up from the hospital to come home. He cant get out of bed so I'm doing everything for him while still working my full time job (thankfully from home, but still).

Two more days later, my friends who run the kennel call me and tell me I need to make an emergency appointment for Luna ASAP because she's not walking.

I get the appointment for the next morning, they're going to take her to it. My parents are getting home today and can help me. Ive been wiping my grandfather and putting diapers on him and feeding him. Spending time with him. We watched his last F1 race ever together.

My parents get home and I extend my trip another week bc my mom cant physically do what im doing with my grandpa (picking him up, rolling him over, wiping him, ect). The next day rolls around and my friends call me from the vet. The vet tells me luna has bone cancer, kidney failure, and some sort of hip/bone disease that would need a 7k surgery to MAYBE have her walk again but she'd probably not be able to potty.

I'm ready to go ahead with the surgery but the vet says honestly she's not sure its best. They probably won't do surgery in kidney failure, and treating kidney failure makes the other two issues worse. Treating the cancer makes the kidney failure worse.

She was circling the drain of telling me I had to make the kind but hard choice for Luna. So I did. From 500 miles away, unable to be with her, while my grandfather was laying dying in a bed next to me. What was i supposed to do?

My grandfather died the next morning. I extended my trip another week because we had the funeral in Virginia and I wanted to help my parents. My mom is guilty because she was on a cruise while he was dying (but she had no idea), im guilty because I couldn't be with my baby when she was put down (I did get to FaceTime her thanks to my friends and they handled everything for me, bless them).

And its been nearly a year and that guilt still crushes me. There was nothing I could do. She wasn't walking or eating suddenly. She hurt. It would've been cruel to make her wait until I was back home.

About a week later I returned to South Carolina and picked Luna's box up from the vet. Then I returned to the kennel and picked up two dogs instead of three, and sat in my house alone grieving my poor pup, my grandfather, and my grandmother who was my best friend and had died only a year prior to him passing.

I look back and i have no idea how I made it through all that. Stu wasn't living in America yet. We didn't get married until December 6th. I still had months of being alone to deal with.