Home
Care Sheet
Visitor Photos
Product Selection Guides
Bearded Dragon Care Q&A
Forums
New posts
Search forums
Resources
Latest reviews
Search resources
Bearded Dragon Care Q&A
Media
New media
New comments
Search media
What's new
New posts
New media
New media comments
New resources
New profile posts
Latest activity
Members
Current visitors
New profile posts
Search profile posts
Help
Website Help Guides
Contact Us
Log in
Register
What's new
Search
Search
Search titles only
By:
New posts
Search forums
Menu
Log in
Register
Install the app
Install
Forums
Bearded Dragon Discussions
Beardie Tales
My service beardie.
JavaScript is disabled. For a better experience, please enable JavaScript in your browser before proceeding.
You are using an out of date browser. It may not display this or other websites correctly.
You should upgrade or use an
alternative browser
.
Reply to thread
Message
[QUOTE="Alinannyms, post: 2020852, member: 116774"] The other day, I was threatened on the bus. I don't wanna get into the more gruesome details, but it had to do with both death and rape. For the rest of the evening, I was a wreck. I had multiple panic attacks, completely broke down, and almost self harmed again. My mom heard me over the phone, and she told me calmly to take my medicine and try spending time with Marcy. I got my hydroxyzine, but I was scared of getting Marcy. What if he was freaked out by my crying and anxiety? He started to slow down when I came near to feed him, and acted much calmer than he normally does. He's just a baby, but he acted so ridiculously mature and polite that I thought he was a wise old man. I picked him up, took him to my bed, and he let me pet him as he snuggled up close to me. The texture of petting his scales pulled me out of my panic attack pretty fast. He even let me pet his soft beard, which he normally hates. As things went on, I realized how bright he was, because I was worried something was wrong, and realized that he was just happy to see me happy again. That then made me realize that so far, whenever I've been really depressed, Marcy always does what he can do snap me out of it! Either he runs around in circles, does the cutest thing where he sits on his butt and holds onto the door (yes, of course I'll attach an image), [ATTACH]79589[/ATTACH] or goes up onto his log and hangs there like a little monkey. The next day, he was very patient with me while I stayed home from school. Sometimes, I get scared I'm completely ruining everything for him, but then I realize that he really loves me. If he cares enough to help me when I'm anxious, I must be doing something right. [/QUOTE]
Verification
Post reply
Forums
Bearded Dragon Discussions
Beardie Tales
My service beardie.
Top
Bottom