I've read your Tumblr enough to know you're made of tougher stuff than this. You can wallow in misery AFTER Sweetie is found, you need to stop feeling sorry about how little you can do physically and you focus on how you're gonna comfort Sweetie when you see her again. The last thing she needs is to see the pony she looks up to a crying wreck because she wants to look for her but she can't. You fought on the streets and clawed up from that, show that will and spine now when she needs you most.
AnonymousLook, guy, I don’t need a motivational speech right now.
I got an IV in my foreleg pumping painkiller into my system. I’m kinda f-… messed up right now. This stuff messes with your brain, you know?
Just… keep doing what you’re doing. I know you’re the one helping find Sweetie. I’m grateful.
