11/06/2025
My dog had a panic attack today.
She shook, she couldnāt breathe. In her panic, she turned on herself ā fighting me, fighting the air, fighting the terror that lives inside her now. She didnāt know who I was in that moment. She looked at me with eyes full of fear ā the kind of fear that only comes from trauma.
She was just trying to survive.
This isnāt something sheāll just move on from.
Trauma doesnāt disappear.
Abuse lasts a lifetime.
You might forget what you did. She wonāt.
And every time she flinches, hides, or panics, Iāll remember too.
But know this ā I will never give up on her.
I will never abandon her.
No matter how much fear she carries, I will carry her through it.