So my previous post is here. It's been a couple weeks since that post and I can't get over my dogs disappearance. My family has since gotten a new dog and we have agreed that a coyote likely got a hold of our old one (that'll teach us to just let a dog out into the front yard to go potty at 3 am in the morning unsupervised).I do want to see a therapist but I haven't gotten any better and I'm considering just going to the room of my mom and her boyfriend and grab the gun that her boyfriend has in a holster on his side of the bed and go into the garage and blow my brains out. The only thing that is stopping me is not knowing what comes after death.