I'm writing my thoughts as I am on the verge of a mental breakdown. One of my snakes now has Blister Disease. I can't handle one more thing. The one died last week. My piebald is on antibiotic injections. NOW my pastel has Blisters on it and online it says it can be fatal. I'm just so done. It seems like all of them are going to die. It is very depressing and now I need to go to the vet again. (And I didn't like that vet.) This makes me very upset. I've had this one for almost 2 years. She is my largest one at 793 grams. I hate this.
I'm sorry, but I haven't written anything in ages. I can't think. Although I think ALL THE TIME. I want to write but never have the time. I need to write to help my mental state but I'm too consumed with every other bit of my life. And now these snakes are going to kill me. I know it is ridiculous to say you love a snake, but I love my snakes. No, they aren't fuzzy. But I think they have personality. I think they are each different.
So, I am around. I'm not dead. I'll try to hope online sometimes. But life is just too crappy for me right now.