That Ebola stuff is scary. Someone had it in a town about an hour away from mine. And my bestie said they're moving a person 3 minutes away from her. I'm so worried about my family getting it. And I don't want it either. It's scary how fast a disease can spread.
My little fishy died. He was my Little Jaws. I talked to him and fed him and changed his water. I loved that little fish to death and I just cried for about an hour and a half when I saw he was dead. My mom was like "We'll get you another fish." THAT'S NOT THE SAME. I loved THIS fish. Getting a new one won't be him ;_;
The first day we got him, I held him on the ride home and all I could think was "I love this fish."
I know people won't understand why I'm so upset.
I grow attached to everything. EVERYTHING.
Whether it's alive or not - I get emotionally attached to it.
So when I lose it or it dies on me, I get VERY upset.
I've always been that way.
I wish I didn't depend on things emotionally and physically the way I do.