i was recently given a choice to stay and take meds and get counseling, so i took it. i hope i don't screw this up because my family doesn't forgive me.
currently, i have a plan to pattern the shirt or make a new one, and give him a new purpose as a travel buddy. i don't remember this little dude's name but i just felt sentimental enough to post a big thread about him lol
for the rest of those days at that church camp, i did pray with this mouse and he did bring some sort of comfort at the time since that specific church camp was literally the worst shit i've experienced in my previous faith.
Everybody talks about cutting people off but nobody really talks about the grief that comes with having to stand firm on that decision knowing it’s not what you wanted but what was necessary for your well-being