The Dog advice

My dog barks all night!

"Why won't you sleep at night?" - I ask, irritated

"Why don't you?" - he asks me.

Horrified, I sit back!

He notices that I don't sleep at night too? Is he judging me? 

"Why would I judge you?" - he says, reading my mind - I'm your dog! You could eat dirt and I'd still think you're the coolest person"

That's a relief, although I might eat dirt infront of him to check if he's lying. I kind of have a problem with honest compliments... I worry if that's just a plain lie.

"So do you keep thinking about what life would be like after 10 years?" - he asked

"Not tonight, I'm not" - I said

"You think how everyone around you have it all figured out, and you just feel claustrophobic to even think about committing to something!" - he asked.

"You shouldn't attack me like that at 2 am" - I said,my eyes tearing up.

"You think you're a shell of a person! No genuine feelings for anyone. You constantly think of running away instead of facing your biggest fear, of being sick again! " 

"But what if it is true? What if I don't feel anything besides anger and despair?" - I said, looking for reassurance.

"But what if it isn't ? What if we stop comparing everything to other people? They have their time and you, your's!" He said, licking my face.

"Yeah! Maybe you are right. Maybe we will be okay!" 

"Can we go for a walk now?" 

"It's literally 2... fucking...am..Go to sleep" 

"Well.. atleast I tried"- he wagged his tail.

"So...do you still think I'm cool?" - I asked.

"Eat some dirt" - he went on barking into the Abyss.