I’m dog sitting for a friend. Their dog barks at everything. I’ve been in her flat for eight days with five more to go. I’m going shit crazy. I can’t stand him. It’s setting off my anger to the extreme. I’m scared I’m going to hurt him or myself. I shouldn’t be here. I shouldn’t be doing this. I’m the lowest of the low. I would never hurt him. I hate myself so much. I’ve spent the days just crying. I’m so isolated and alone here. I needed to get it off my chest. I can feel myself about to boil over. Earlier he just wouldn’t stop. It’s gone midnight and he started up. I tried everything, distracting with treats, cooing and cuddling, shushing, ignoring. I felt something in me snap and I shut myself in the kitchen and just shouted at him to stop. I am so ashamed I had to put a physical barrier between us to stop myself. I would never hurt him. He’s just a dog doing dog things. I can’t stop crying now. I hate myself so much.