So most of you do not know, but I have been battling depression and anxiety problems since high school, and as I have gotten older, though I have learned more ways to cope, my problems have gotten worse and worse. Today I fell into a depression and slept most of the day, but I knew I had to get up and feed my animals. I made my daily salads (2 bearded dragon salads, 2 uromastyx salads, the tortoise salad) and I chopped up some cherries for my red tegu, Sangria. This is one of Sangria's favorite meals of the week (aside from scrambled eggs and chicken gizzards). I took him into his little feeding pen and offered him his bowl of cherries, and he gobbled them down happily.
When he was finished eating, I picked him up out of his enclosure, and he looked at me with the same eyes that my dogs look at me: a look of love and commitment. Today is the first day that I am finally starting to feel that he really TRUSTS me, rather than just tolerates me.
I looked down and noticed I have cherry juice squirted on my arm. It made me smile. For the first time in a long time, I was able to pull out of a depression because of a little tegu and some cherries.
When he was finished eating, I picked him up out of his enclosure, and he looked at me with the same eyes that my dogs look at me: a look of love and commitment. Today is the first day that I am finally starting to feel that he really TRUSTS me, rather than just tolerates me.
I looked down and noticed I have cherry juice squirted on my arm. It made me smile. For the first time in a long time, I was able to pull out of a depression because of a little tegu and some cherries.