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I’ve struggled with depression since I was 12, didn’t think I’d ever even see 18. here I am now, 10 years later. most days are still hard but this dog, he makes it better. this is my APBT Xerneas. he is my first dog. when I got him he was intended to be a companion dog, as time went on I noticed how incredibly smart he was and how much he loved to please me and take care of me. he would alert to my anger, anxiety, depression. so I started training him to be a service dog. no, not a service dog, /MY/ service dog. he stops me from self harm, he keeps me warm at night, he wakes me up when I have nightmares, he will search the house when I get overly paranoid and think people are here. he protects me. thanks to this dog I can now go out in public because I know if I get scared, he will be there. he will block people away from me, he will guide me into areas where people aren’t. if I dissociate, I can count on him to keep me on track and take me where i need to be. he can find the car when we walk out of stores. he knows how to turn off lights, open/close doors, pull me across a room if he needs to. he knows a lot of things and still has a lot of learning left to do, but the thing he does best is love. he never stops loving. you don’t know true love until you get a dog. that’s a forever bond. that sounds so cliche but it’s true. he has a big head with an even bigger heart. I love my dog more than anything and I will continue to fight the bad stereotypes. remember, punish the deed, not the breed. this is an amazing breed that only wants to please its owner. people are the problem, not the dogs.

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