I had a wreck moving to tx from Indiana it was in Arkansas and Missouri state line my Boston terrier Rainy ran out the broken window across the Freeway into ran after her I couldn't find her I spent 19days there looking for her but I couldn't find her it happened 6-11-17. The guilt of not know if she is alive or dead I think if I knew I could handle it better the tears don't stop the guilt of it is eating me alive. I was her protector her mommie I am on the edge of a nervous breakdown then on top of all this is i lost my mother how does one not break down
