Miley Cyrus went on a long, troubling Twitter rant this weekend.
In the tweets, she talks about how she is still struggling to cope with the death of her Alaskan Klee Kai puppy, Floyd, who died back in April.
Here’s the full letter.
sad pupils are beautiful too…. humans. we looooove to feel sorry for ourselves don’t we…ive read we are one of the only species (among dolphins, pigs, some primates) that have sex for pleasure, but I would bet we are the ONLY creatures that put ourselves thru pain for pleasure. What I mean by that is… how many times have you laid in bed and cried when the sun is out shining, your loved ones are out laughing, and there are thousands of brilliant books to be read…but CHOOSE to lay in bed and indulge yourself in sadness.
today I am choosing to be that selfish human. there’s nothing I want more than to lay and drown this pillow in my tears & think about all my shoulda, coulda, wouldas. i keep asking why would the world take my sweet boy from me? a question an infinite amount of mothers before & after me will ask after losing their precious baby. I’m just a baby myself… I depend on my mother still. she is the one at the end of the day I want to hold me when I’m sad, scared, lonely…. her one job in this world is to keep me out of harms way.
even though moms can’t always control it, a mothers greatest responsibility is to keep their baby from anyone hurting them physically or emotionally. I was Floyd’s mommy. I don’t know when the regret and the guilt will fade… I don’t know if it ever will. I feel like I let my boy down. my job was to protect him & I’m not a person that takes failure lightly. death lightly. love lightly. everything I do I do to the fullest. mostly loving.
I love so much and so hard it hurts, so when I lose it is excruciating. today is one of those days where i can’t open the curtains to see the sun… open the windows to hear the world going on all around me because to be honest I hate the fact that the worlds still spinning.
i want it to stop… I want everyone’s heart to break the way my heart is breaking. I want everyone to feel the emptiness in their tummy like I am feeling. my baby is gone & it’s out of my control. so today all I’m going to do is lay in this bed in this depressing hotel room and wish it wasn’t true.
no matter how much I cry or beg of “god” to wake me up from this nightmare, it is what it is (atleast that’s what everyone keeps reminding me) there’s no waking up from reality. so today I am being a helplessly hopeless human & I’m ok with that.
The same day Miley shared the letter, she also shared this photo of herself crying.
— Miley Ray Cyrus (@MileyCyrus) May 17, 2014
Back on April 1, Miley confirmed the death on Twitter. “Today is the 2nd worst day of my life. I don’t wanna say it because I don’t want it to be real…I am broken,” she wrote.
Then, she cried in concert while singing Fleetwood Mac’s Landslide and gave away Moonie, the dog her mother Tish immediately bought to replace Floyd.