- May 7, 2012
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I lived with Mr. Dreamboat and we got chickens. We raised them from a day old, named them. Dreamboat turned into a verbally abusive nightmare. He broke up with me, I moved out, and we are now "friends". Basically the same deal, just no commitment or faithfulness. Needless to say, I'm sick of it and done with it.
SO - the chicken part. We still co-own the chickens. I have room at my place for maximum 4 or so depending on if the association allows it, and I mentioned that I would like some. He said I have to take them all (2 turkeys, 5 ducks, 9 chickens), or I can't take any. Most likely because he knows this is impossible. He said if we ever "broke up", he would get rid of them ASAP, because he's just keeping them around for my sake, being the magnanimous and caring individual that he is.
Which leaves me to stick around for his use and amusement for however long it takes for all of my feathered pets to die, or to part with them prematurely. I feel like for my own sanity and sense of worth and future that I should go. However, it makes me sick every time I think of never seeing my animals again.
What do I tell myself to get over this and leave? I've tried "they're just birds", but it doesn't work. I nursed one back from basically near death, and she lived inside my house for over a month. She is the one I will have the hardest time parting with. I don't want her to be unwanted or potentially mistreated. I would feel guilty leaving.
Any advice?
SO - the chicken part. We still co-own the chickens. I have room at my place for maximum 4 or so depending on if the association allows it, and I mentioned that I would like some. He said I have to take them all (2 turkeys, 5 ducks, 9 chickens), or I can't take any. Most likely because he knows this is impossible. He said if we ever "broke up", he would get rid of them ASAP, because he's just keeping them around for my sake, being the magnanimous and caring individual that he is.
Which leaves me to stick around for his use and amusement for however long it takes for all of my feathered pets to die, or to part with them prematurely. I feel like for my own sanity and sense of worth and future that I should go. However, it makes me sick every time I think of never seeing my animals again.
What do I tell myself to get over this and leave? I've tried "they're just birds", but it doesn't work. I nursed one back from basically near death, and she lived inside my house for over a month. She is the one I will have the hardest time parting with. I don't want her to be unwanted or potentially mistreated. I would feel guilty leaving.
Any advice?