I finally start to become happy since my fiancé left and went over seas (they deployed him for 3 months) because I have a dog and with my depression, anxiety and PTSD the only thing that can relax me and make me happy is a dog that I actually own, I can't get the same feeling with someone else's dog. Well the "family" I'm staying with has a pug and after she bit my dog for no reason last night they told me I either have to leave or I have to rehome my dog and rehoming her isn't an option like she was my uncles and I promised him she would have a home with me and my fiancé till she got old and passed away....on top of that the OBGYN called and said I had some bacteria and yeast over population and with the test population I have to take the 7 day I can't do the one day "because it doesn't work" (the nurses exact words). Like I'm sick as it is I can't even keep water down, how in the world am I going to swallow pills....I've gotten so depressed that I don't even want to live anymore....