Ready to throw in the towel ... never imagined I'd be this sad

Posted by Barb @amberpep, Sep 23, 2016

I hope I didn't write this before, but I'm at my wits end. I'm 71, have lived in PA and then in MD for 35 years. Two of my 3 kids and their families live in VA. and they kept hounding me to move down. I didn't want to do it. Finally after 4-5 years, I decided to do it. So here I am, and I hate this place. I wish I'd have never moved. I love being with my kids and their families, but they have lives so it's only about once a week, which is understandable. I am so very sorry I moved here .... it's been nothing but upheaval and trouble for me since I did. One thing after another. I see a therapist and Psychiatrist every other week for therapy and meds., but that's 3 hours away. My kids just don't "get it" ..... they don't want to hear anything about me that might even be slightly negative. HIP HIP HOORAY! That's my life as they think it should be. Well, it's not. They have no idea what I mentally go through, and this move has just turned my world upside down in every possible way ..... physically, mentally, emotionally, financially (big time!). It feels like I'm just here, waiting for the end. I know this sounds like a pity party and I guess it is ..... I'm sorry. I just never imagined this point in my life would be this sad.
Abby

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Well, I've been looking for a new pup to love. I'd really like what I had before .... she was a rescue from a puppy mill ... a Cavalier King Charles Spaniel, and just the most loving little thing. There's a Cavalier Rescue somewhere around here, but I can't seem to get them to respond to me. Maybe I'll call the place where I got Molly and talk to the lady who runs it. It would be a long drive, but well worth it. But then, there are so many little mixed pups at the pound who are waiting for a home. I just seem muddled in my head right now .... can't decide what to do even about a dog. Good grief!
abby

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Dear Abby,

I totally understand the "muddled-head" day. Who hasn't had one of those, or more than one, if truth be told? I had a wonderful therapist who used to say to me, when I was having one of my many muddled head days, "You don't need to decide that now." For me, that was a very helpful comment b/c I was quite good a driving myself crazy with worries/decisions/concerns that DID NOT need to be decided then and there, that were not urgent, that could definitely be put of until some time way into the future when i could better deal with them, or MAYBE, would never even need to be decided at all if i just let things take there course.

I am a firm believer that when it is right, all the pieces will fall into place. When you are ready for a dog, you'll go to the shelter and look for one. When you see the one that's right for you, you'll know it. When I first saw my rescue cat, I knew he was the one for me, even thought I looked at 4 or 5 others, had never had a cat before and thought I was a confirmed dog person. I just knew he was meant to be mine. He was 5 years old and he is now 14 years old. He is a "talker" with an opinion about everything and happy to share it with everyone who comes over.

Animal companions are the best. I don't think the breed even matters as long as the personality is a good fit. As Rosemary said, "just look, no pressure". When it's right, it's right. It will work out in the end.

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Well, I've been looking for a new pup to love. I'd really like what I had before .... she was a rescue from a puppy mill ... a Cavalier King Charles Spaniel, and just the most loving little thing. There's a Cavalier Rescue somewhere around here, but I can't seem to get them to respond to me. Maybe I'll call the place where I got Molly and talk to the lady who runs it. It would be a long drive, but well worth it. But then, there are so many little mixed pups at the pound who are waiting for a home. I just seem muddled in my head right now .... can't decide what to do even about a dog. Good grief!
abby

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My service dog, Barnabas, died suddenly in February, though the vet had told me a week earlier that he had years left in him. I still mourn. I decided to look at the shelters around my area, and found that a lot of the dogs were big, or pit bulls. But in March, I stopped by the Humane shelter in my town, and found Sadie, a 2 year old McNabb, and we instantly fell in love with each other. I've been training her to be my service dog, and she's doing wonderfully. I always recommend the shelter. So many animals need our love, and we need theirs.

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Well, I've been looking for a new pup to love. I'd really like what I had before .... she was a rescue from a puppy mill ... a Cavalier King Charles Spaniel, and just the most loving little thing. There's a Cavalier Rescue somewhere around here, but I can't seem to get them to respond to me. Maybe I'll call the place where I got Molly and talk to the lady who runs it. It would be a long drive, but well worth it. But then, there are so many little mixed pups at the pound who are waiting for a home. I just seem muddled in my head right now .... can't decide what to do even about a dog. Good grief!
abby

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What a wonderful story! That's what I'll do when the time comes.
abby

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Well, I've been looking for a new pup to love. I'd really like what I had before .... she was a rescue from a puppy mill ... a Cavalier King Charles Spaniel, and just the most loving little thing. There's a Cavalier Rescue somewhere around here, but I can't seem to get them to respond to me. Maybe I'll call the place where I got Molly and talk to the lady who runs it. It would be a long drive, but well worth it. But then, there are so many little mixed pups at the pound who are waiting for a home. I just seem muddled in my head right now .... can't decide what to do even about a dog. Good grief!
abby

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You are so right .... when it's the right time, I'll know it! That's funny ..... I always thought I was only a cat person, not a dog person. Well, Molly sure changed that! Now I'm both a cat and dog person!
abby

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Well, I've been looking for a new pup to love. I'd really like what I had before .... she was a rescue from a puppy mill ... a Cavalier King Charles Spaniel, and just the most loving little thing. There's a Cavalier Rescue somewhere around here, but I can't seem to get them to respond to me. Maybe I'll call the place where I got Molly and talk to the lady who runs it. It would be a long drive, but well worth it. But then, there are so many little mixed pups at the pound who are waiting for a home. I just seem muddled in my head right now .... can't decide what to do even about a dog. Good grief!
abby

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@jimhd, thank you very much for sharing your beautiful story. I have a french bulldog too. Barnabas and Sadie are such lucky dogs because they became part of your life.

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Good morning friends. Please let me vent a bit. I think some of you know my kids hounded me for 5 years to move down here (from MD to VA) to be closer to them. I didn't want to move. I was only 3 hours away, a trip they or I can easily make, had my own condo in a town I loved and had lived in for 30 years. It was my nest .... doctors, church, good friends, knew my way all around and was very happy. Well, because I'm 72 I thought "well, maybe I should since I'm sure not getting any younger." So 1-1/2 years ago I made the move. The first town in which I had an apartment I hated. So, now I'm living in a limited income apartment in Staunton, VA. The move cost me, what I consider a fortune, and I'm still paying it off - $11,000 for the move, and $3000 for the new carpeting I had put in my condo to sell it. I sold it all right, but since it was under water I had to pay the buyers $6,000. Go figure. Well, here comes Christmas - my most difficult time of the year - and I mentioned to my son that I was looking to find a rescue dog - a Cavalier King Charles Spaniel. I had mine, sweet Molly, since she was 4 and at 11 she had to be put down because of the typical congestive heart failure. She was my pal, my friend, and just a little love bug. My son tells me "oh no Mom, you don't want to get another dog. They're so much work." Really? Well, considering I have 2 cats and have for years, and have had a dog, live on the first floor, they would be so much work? How so? Molly has only been gone a year, and I miss that little face terribly. They are such companions and since I can't seem to feel at home here, it would help get me out, take her for walks, meet some new people, and get some exercise, instead of sitting here on my fat tush all the time. Since it's a limited income community, lots of people do not speak to you even when you say "hi." My floor is OK - there's 4 apts., but no one that I would be close to. I'm having trouble finding a church - I'm Western Orthodox and the only 2 Ortho churches down here are Eastern .... same beliefs, but very different worship styles. And, on top of that, my X-husband lives about 15-20 miles down the road, so he is "king of the grandkids." (or so he thinks). I am very depressed about all this ... my family is against my having a dog, I do not like it here at all (I can't tell you how many times I've been called "a Yankee"), and I just want to go "home." I know my condo isn't an option (sure wish I had not sold it), but someplace to rent. My two main reasons for not wanting to move down here were 1- I didn't want to leave a place that had been home for all that time and I was very happy, and 2 - I did not want my kids telling me what to do. I told them before I moved that "Since the divorce, I have been very independent, and I intend to keep it that way as long as possible. I know the time will come when I will need more help, but that time is NOT now." Oh my .... first Christmas, now this ..... what a depressing time of year. Thanks for listening.
abby

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Good morning friends. Please let me vent a bit. I think some of you know my kids hounded me for 5 years to move down here (from MD to VA) to be closer to them. I didn't want to move. I was only 3 hours away, a trip they or I can easily make, had my own condo in a town I loved and had lived in for 30 years. It was my nest .... doctors, church, good friends, knew my way all around and was very happy. Well, because I'm 72 I thought "well, maybe I should since I'm sure not getting any younger." So 1-1/2 years ago I made the move. The first town in which I had an apartment I hated. So, now I'm living in a limited income apartment in Staunton, VA. The move cost me, what I consider a fortune, and I'm still paying it off - $11,000 for the move, and $3000 for the new carpeting I had put in my condo to sell it. I sold it all right, but since it was under water I had to pay the buyers $6,000. Go figure. Well, here comes Christmas - my most difficult time of the year - and I mentioned to my son that I was looking to find a rescue dog - a Cavalier King Charles Spaniel. I had mine, sweet Molly, since she was 4 and at 11 she had to be put down because of the typical congestive heart failure. She was my pal, my friend, and just a little love bug. My son tells me "oh no Mom, you don't want to get another dog. They're so much work." Really? Well, considering I have 2 cats and have for years, and have had a dog, live on the first floor, they would be so much work? How so? Molly has only been gone a year, and I miss that little face terribly. They are such companions and since I can't seem to feel at home here, it would help get me out, take her for walks, meet some new people, and get some exercise, instead of sitting here on my fat tush all the time. Since it's a limited income community, lots of people do not speak to you even when you say "hi." My floor is OK - there's 4 apts., but no one that I would be close to. I'm having trouble finding a church - I'm Western Orthodox and the only 2 Ortho churches down here are Eastern .... same beliefs, but very different worship styles. And, on top of that, my X-husband lives about 15-20 miles down the road, so he is "king of the grandkids." (or so he thinks). I am very depressed about all this ... my family is against my having a dog, I do not like it here at all (I can't tell you how many times I've been called "a Yankee"), and I just want to go "home." I know my condo isn't an option (sure wish I had not sold it), but someplace to rent. My two main reasons for not wanting to move down here were 1- I didn't want to leave a place that had been home for all that time and I was very happy, and 2 - I did not want my kids telling me what to do. I told them before I moved that "Since the divorce, I have been very independent, and I intend to keep it that way as long as possible. I know the time will come when I will need more help, but that time is NOT now." Oh my .... first Christmas, now this ..... what a depressing time of year. Thanks for listening.
abby

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@amberpep Hi Abby:

The holidays are difficult, especially when changes have occurred that do not seem positive at first glance.

How unfortunate that your son was not more enthusiastic about the idea of your getting another dog. It sounds like you are capable of caring for a pet and it would mean a lot to you.

What are your options now regarding getting a pet?

Teresa

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Good morning friends. Please let me vent a bit. I think some of you know my kids hounded me for 5 years to move down here (from MD to VA) to be closer to them. I didn't want to move. I was only 3 hours away, a trip they or I can easily make, had my own condo in a town I loved and had lived in for 30 years. It was my nest .... doctors, church, good friends, knew my way all around and was very happy. Well, because I'm 72 I thought "well, maybe I should since I'm sure not getting any younger." So 1-1/2 years ago I made the move. The first town in which I had an apartment I hated. So, now I'm living in a limited income apartment in Staunton, VA. The move cost me, what I consider a fortune, and I'm still paying it off - $11,000 for the move, and $3000 for the new carpeting I had put in my condo to sell it. I sold it all right, but since it was under water I had to pay the buyers $6,000. Go figure. Well, here comes Christmas - my most difficult time of the year - and I mentioned to my son that I was looking to find a rescue dog - a Cavalier King Charles Spaniel. I had mine, sweet Molly, since she was 4 and at 11 she had to be put down because of the typical congestive heart failure. She was my pal, my friend, and just a little love bug. My son tells me "oh no Mom, you don't want to get another dog. They're so much work." Really? Well, considering I have 2 cats and have for years, and have had a dog, live on the first floor, they would be so much work? How so? Molly has only been gone a year, and I miss that little face terribly. They are such companions and since I can't seem to feel at home here, it would help get me out, take her for walks, meet some new people, and get some exercise, instead of sitting here on my fat tush all the time. Since it's a limited income community, lots of people do not speak to you even when you say "hi." My floor is OK - there's 4 apts., but no one that I would be close to. I'm having trouble finding a church - I'm Western Orthodox and the only 2 Ortho churches down here are Eastern .... same beliefs, but very different worship styles. And, on top of that, my X-husband lives about 15-20 miles down the road, so he is "king of the grandkids." (or so he thinks). I am very depressed about all this ... my family is against my having a dog, I do not like it here at all (I can't tell you how many times I've been called "a Yankee"), and I just want to go "home." I know my condo isn't an option (sure wish I had not sold it), but someplace to rent. My two main reasons for not wanting to move down here were 1- I didn't want to leave a place that had been home for all that time and I was very happy, and 2 - I did not want my kids telling me what to do. I told them before I moved that "Since the divorce, I have been very independent, and I intend to keep it that way as long as possible. I know the time will come when I will need more help, but that time is NOT now." Oh my .... first Christmas, now this ..... what a depressing time of year. Thanks for listening.
abby

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Hi Abby,
Sorry to hear all this. I have trouble with this time of year myself. Honestly, if I was really that unhappy and if I could afford to...I would definitely go back to where I was happy. Life is too short to be miserable. You gave it a shot and it didn’t turn out as planned. I do have to say this...if you want another pet and can take care of one, you shouldn’t ask for permission. Dogs are wonderful companions!

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Good morning friends. Please let me vent a bit. I think some of you know my kids hounded me for 5 years to move down here (from MD to VA) to be closer to them. I didn't want to move. I was only 3 hours away, a trip they or I can easily make, had my own condo in a town I loved and had lived in for 30 years. It was my nest .... doctors, church, good friends, knew my way all around and was very happy. Well, because I'm 72 I thought "well, maybe I should since I'm sure not getting any younger." So 1-1/2 years ago I made the move. The first town in which I had an apartment I hated. So, now I'm living in a limited income apartment in Staunton, VA. The move cost me, what I consider a fortune, and I'm still paying it off - $11,000 for the move, and $3000 for the new carpeting I had put in my condo to sell it. I sold it all right, but since it was under water I had to pay the buyers $6,000. Go figure. Well, here comes Christmas - my most difficult time of the year - and I mentioned to my son that I was looking to find a rescue dog - a Cavalier King Charles Spaniel. I had mine, sweet Molly, since she was 4 and at 11 she had to be put down because of the typical congestive heart failure. She was my pal, my friend, and just a little love bug. My son tells me "oh no Mom, you don't want to get another dog. They're so much work." Really? Well, considering I have 2 cats and have for years, and have had a dog, live on the first floor, they would be so much work? How so? Molly has only been gone a year, and I miss that little face terribly. They are such companions and since I can't seem to feel at home here, it would help get me out, take her for walks, meet some new people, and get some exercise, instead of sitting here on my fat tush all the time. Since it's a limited income community, lots of people do not speak to you even when you say "hi." My floor is OK - there's 4 apts., but no one that I would be close to. I'm having trouble finding a church - I'm Western Orthodox and the only 2 Ortho churches down here are Eastern .... same beliefs, but very different worship styles. And, on top of that, my X-husband lives about 15-20 miles down the road, so he is "king of the grandkids." (or so he thinks). I am very depressed about all this ... my family is against my having a dog, I do not like it here at all (I can't tell you how many times I've been called "a Yankee"), and I just want to go "home." I know my condo isn't an option (sure wish I had not sold it), but someplace to rent. My two main reasons for not wanting to move down here were 1- I didn't want to leave a place that had been home for all that time and I was very happy, and 2 - I did not want my kids telling me what to do. I told them before I moved that "Since the divorce, I have been very independent, and I intend to keep it that way as long as possible. I know the time will come when I will need more help, but that time is NOT now." Oh my .... first Christmas, now this ..... what a depressing time of year. Thanks for listening.
abby

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Hi Abby, I do remember your posts about moving. and I am just trying to catch up on line. So you moved. I am 73 and I definitely faced issues that are hard because I am getting older and my husband is not in the greatest health. The only reply I have is to say that it is good to look inside your heart first, to guide you. You actually did this before you made the move, if I am recalling this correctly.
I see a grief counselor and I will pass on her advice to me. I am thinking about moving to Houston for various reasons. But I moved here to Colorado just 14 months ago from North Carolina. She told me that there is no "right" answer to whether I should move. But there is a "right" question. Am I moving from a position of DESPERATION, or am I moving from a position of STRENGTH.

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Hi Abby, I do remember your posts about moving. and I am just trying to catch up on line. So you moved. I am 73 and I definitely faced issues that are hard because I am getting older and my husband is not in the greatest health. The only reply I have is to say that it is good to look inside your heart first, to guide you. You actually did this before you made the move, if I am recalling this correctly.
I see a grief counselor and I will pass on her advice to me. I am thinking about moving to Houston for various reasons. But I moved here to Colorado just 14 months ago from North Carolina. She told me that there is no "right" answer to whether I should move. But there is a "right" question. Am I moving from a position of DESPERATION, or am I moving from a position of STRENGTH.

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@georgette12

I know this response was for Abby, but those questions about motive for doing things are just great! Thanks for sharing those pearls of wisdom!

Teresa

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