I told her to take it to the vet... Yet i still feel guilty... Don't tell me i have to be a vet if that means losing pathients. Im even scared to be a therapist if that means losing pathients. Everyone brags about being a doctor, my grandmother is telling the whole neighborhood im a doctor, but im scared of losing pathients. And the thing is that the dog's death bothered me more than my "friend" its owner.Context : Im a psychology student with vet parents and my colleague at the psychology class asked me to ask my dad about her dog. I have experience as his assistant and i asked her the standard questions and predicted the outcome before i even told dad. Dad(i wasn't really keen on asking him cause we got issues) said the same thing i said - take the dog to a doc asap. The girl refused. I begged her. She said her parents are old-fashioned and don't want to take it to the vet. I even called her mom. These people were feeding this dog trash. And i begged them to take it to xray and blood tests because something is wrong with the dog. They said it will get better. Now i opened social media and saw "rip to my dog, we loved it so much". No, you didn't. You didn't. If you did, it would be alive now. If you did, you would take it to the doctor. If you did, you wouldn't feed it trash and bones. And she's just on her posts and stories getting likes and writing "love you". No, you don't. And i would agree it was just the mother that didn't agree to take it to the vet(that i talked with on the phone, trying to convince her) and that girl posted her, her mom and the dog. And getting everyone's likes while im scared to show myself because i lost a patient. This is the same girl that didn't want me to come to her New year's party and i had to go home, watch mom drink and watch mom verbally abuse me and shame me for my anxiety and my meds. My "friend" also shamed me for my depression, anxiety and ptsd saying she doesn't want me and my "annoying negativity" to a party. Psst. Btw my therapist who has also consulted her said she just felt threatened by me stealing the spotlight but idk.
The aim of this is... Ah i can't be a vet... Owners are so stupid. Back to trying to get a job in my field. I really want to move out. I should give my rent tommorow and I'm wondering whether to tell my landlord im planning to leave because the contract says i should warn him one month before i leave but idk if i can find a place. Meanwhile working on my internship while in a depressive episode and fatigued as hell. Food tastes like paper and also i don't want to prepare it. I just work on the laptop and munch sweets feeling bad but they're the only thing that doesn't taste like recycled paper and don't need preparing where i risk breaking something in a kitchen that isn't mine. Owning a kitchen, my depressive episodes and "oh you're sick again, you're always sick" make me want to move out, but the situation here is terrible and im already overwhelmed and fatigued and busy with graduating, internship, choosing a carreer path and a major's. I want a career. I want to be independent. I want to be proud of myself. Staying home alone all day triggered my depressive episode. I know i have a higher purpose. I feel proud when i do university work. Im not the trophy type. I was dying and i didn't give up on my degree. I want to be useful. Thanks for reading