Hey, every job hurts. At least they seem to have peeps to give a hoot for them. I could tell you the psycho shit they used to do to train military dogs in my country. That shit’s DARK. So i aint. They made it illegal tho, so it hopefully aint happening no more. But damn, that shit had me feeling NOT ALRIGHT for days.
Huh. That sounded like I’m okay with dogs having mental trauma, which was totally not my point. Fuck. That wasn’t it. Bad Take. Bad Take by me right there. My most grievous bad. Mea maxima culpa.
It didn’t sound like that to me, don’t worry. You’re being too hard on yourself.
And that means the world to me. I bloody hate being misunderstood, and you not misunderstanding me right now? That’s doing bloody wonders. Feeling stupidly grateful. I hope good things are on your path.
