This Is How My Dog Saved Me From My Depression

My dog saved my life. I know that’s going to be hard to comprehend. He didn’t physically rescue me from some natural disaster or chase of intruders trying to break into my home. He might not be a hero in the traditional sense, but to me, my dog is my hero. It’s because of my dog that I’m still standing and living today.

You can find Alex writing about heartbreak, depression or love. Editor at The Creative Cafe. Work with me www.alexandriabrown.ca.

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Alexandria Brown

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You can find Alex writing about heartbreak, depression or love. Editor at The Creative Cafe. Work with me www.alexandriabrown.ca.

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