Years passed by and she still was struggling every day to overcome from that dark place. She even went to therapists, took medication, even spoke to strangers on the internet or hotlines and nothing. At the end of the day she would still find her self next to the toilet pouring out every meal she had eaten throw the day.
Thinks started to turn out for the better only when she stepped foot in an animal shelter. Different treatments and therapies never worked for her, but this place seemed to have the magic key that opened the door toward her recovery.
