A few days ago while I was playing golf I saw a poor dog a stray Walking around with an injured leg looking thirsty. I gave him water and food but I could not take him home. 

Ever since that day I keep thinking about the dog and feel so damn guilty, today I felt so guilty I had to run to the bathroom and puke. I can’t stop thinking about how shitty I am that I did not help the doggy. I want to cry seriously and I’m deflated all the time. 

I don’t know what’s happening