Gaston
Hey I just wanted to write a little something before I went off to work. I have had a bad past few days being sick and and all. Yesterday my goldfish, Gaston, died. I woke up in the morning and I saw him floating there and I asked my brother to flush him because I couldnt bare to look at him. Greg goes over to pick up the bowl and Gaston flips over and starts swimming around his bowl. Then I start screaming "omg omg omg he came back to life!" and then he flipped over again onto his back floating at the top. I could see that he was still breathing but he could barely move and I swear he was looking right at me. I looked up his "symptoms" online and it said it was something called "swimmers bladder" and most of the time the fish will just struggle to swim until it runs out of engery and just dies, which takes from a few hours to days. I decided to "put him down" with alkaseltzer (looked that one up online too, it is quick and painless for fish... i dont know how someone would know that but whatever) because I did not want to see him go through that. I know I sound crazy but it was seriously the hardest thing I have ever done. He was very special to me. About a year and a half ago I saved him from some girls who were going to flush him down the toilet even though he was still alive because they said "oh nothing is wrong with him, we just wanted to get a new one tomorrow." I gave him a second chance to live and he was there for me when I moved away from home and no friends, he was there for me when I found out my bf was cheating on me, he was there for me when I was basically failing all of my classes because I was so depressed. I mean obviously all he did was swim around and look at me every once in awhile. I would seriously sit and look at him in his little bowl and say to myself "Ok, Jess, just be more like Gaston, just don't worry about anything and go on with your life, and if you are in real trouble someone or something is going to come and save you and it will all work out in the end." I guess he just calmed me down. I don't know, i am rambling. I guess it is some symbolic BS that I can't even explain. It's just ironic I guess that I saved him and gave him a second chance at life and then I end up taking his life.... I dont know...
