My life has been flipped upside-down. I settled on a house in mid September, a fixer upper, and my GF and I spent the next 1.5 months doing tons of renovations. Still so much to do, and as a first time homeowner at the age of 36 I'm okay with that because shit, 30yr mortgage. I moved my belongings into the house the weekend of Halloween, as Nov 1 was my target date. We made it, barely, but it was move-in ready. We? Hah. f***...
I'm so lost. She decided to drop the hammer. After so many years and so many plans, she told me she had cheated on me and broke up with me. Total blindside. We were SO happy (yes, even she was saying this not just me blinded by love). Working on the house was so much fun and we made so many.... memories.... in there along the way, ya know?
It's been so hard adjusting. I've barely begun unpacking, still, and it took me a lot to move some of the boxes or things she put down or placed. I just couldn't bring myself to touch the last things she touched.
So I went to the Humane League on Wednesday for some animal therapy... just to be around beautiful love. Played with the doggos and then sat with the kitties for hours. I hate going home. I don't want to be there. I've been crashing in my parent's spare bedroom since the breakup because I can't stand being in my own house.
So today I went back, just to play with the doggos. This good girl was there today; transported to Lancaster just 2 days ago. I met her today and spent an hour with her. 10 month old shepherd mix girl. She is so sweet, and it's hard to explain but the way she looked at me... felt different. She wouldn't leave my side during the hour with her. I was trying not to be impulsive, but I've always been a dog guy. I also lost my old dog to my ex (who I have posted here before in some GDT doggo threads) because she was technically adopted by my ex despite me doing all the caretaking and training. Another hole. I miss her so much.
Meet Hibiscus (shelter's name for her, I'm debating on changing it).
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This is something else... she is beautiful and so happy to be with me, but I don't think she realizes how happy I am to be with her now. As f***ed up as I am right now, this little shining beacon of hope is one of the only things holding me together right now. This is the best thing for me, and I even started back up with a therapist and on Wellbutrin for depression (oh yes, so very depressed).
I love her so much already.
Edit: She dumped me 1 day after helping me move in, when we had planned for her to start moving her stuff in from storage. November 1st, D-Day.