27/01/2023
A rescuers' thoughts after a day full of frustrations:
"We take on the world everyday but it's still a mess 💔💔💔"
A rescuers' thoughts after a couple hours of sleep:
"We can't save them all but that doesn't mean we shouldn't try 🌞🌞🌞"
You may all know me as a strong woman but, believe it or not, that's me every single day. I try to be strong for my son and my rescues and my community pets and all the voiceless animals who needs someone to be their voice but I'm only human. I cry, I get overwhelmed, I break down, I give up. But I still try to get up and continue fighting every single morning.
I'm turning 42 this year. Not that old at all. But lots of times I feel the weight of the world on my shoulders and the strain of my advocacy on my heart. Often I feel like I'm running out of time and I'm scared of leaving this world just as cruel as how I found it.
It's tiring and it's frustrating and it's heartbreaking. Sometimes I get as low as questioning the very existence of God and I hate myself for feeling that way. But really, why does things have to be this difficult for people who's trying to save His creations from cruelty?
Can't we at least have funds and resources in abundance so we can focus on rescuing and caring for our rescues and launching community projects? Can't we have at least that part of the equation easy? Do we not deserve to be helped?
Apologies for ranting. I just feel so down right now 😭😭😭