I think I realised what upset me the most. While I was away, Charlie had a dogsitter with her, eventually I arrived and Charlie lost her voice. Now I'm treating her throat. No luck so far.
Kulebyaka and his health is also a concern. Worried that something is wrong with his throat.
The little new kitten needs constant care too. And is sitting in quarantine.
I worry about the others all the time.
Another anxious moment at home, taking responsibility for my brother's transition to a new school, which my parents don't really approve of.
And a lot of other difficult decisions and commitments eat away at me. And at such moments I feel that I have no one to rely on, even though I know it is not true.
But I still subconsciously try to rely on myself.
And that's scary.
