Is it normal to no longer love your dog? (anxiety & depression)
The dog started off as a family dog, but became my sole responsibility when I moved out on my own in mid 2019. It was partially my decision to get him, but my life/situation was a lot different back then. Whenever it comes to this dog I am constantly irritated and miserable. I loved him for the first 2 years of having him in my life but I can't seem to feel those emotions for him anymore. I have realized that getting him back them was a huge mistake.
For a bit of background on myself, I've suffered with depression (at some point attempting to end my own life) since I was in middle school. As a junior in college I still battle with it as well as anxiety from stress working 30hrs/wk-full-time as a full-time student. I deal with these things at some seasons a lot better than others, but I still manage to function and have a "productive" life. But what I've come to realize in the past year is that my dog exacerbates these problems.
My apartment constantly stinks (duh, GSDs are not apartment dogs), there is hair on the floor every time I look down regardless of the shampoos, food, supplements, brushing that I've tried, I can't afford him anymore and have to ask my parents for help when he needs something besides food, I don't have time to give him a good life, and consequently he makes me feel so trapped and burdened. For the first year in this apt I kept him in my bedroom while I was out, but due to a certain behavior that I tried so hard to correct, I had to move him into the living room where I no longer spend time in peace due to the smell and constant whining/being stared at. I feel none of these things would be an issue if I still lived with my family and in a house, I would just keep him outdoors for most of the day.
Getting this dog was my older brother's idea back in 2017. I agreed to it practically immediately as an 18yo who wanted something to grow our family even closer. At this point, I believe it was the worst decision I have ever made. Now alone on my own, he only makes me more irritable and anxious every day. These emotions have grown for a whole year now and I don't know what else to do. My dad loves the dog, but my mom would NEVER let the dog back into her house. I don't want my dad to be disappointed in me nor for him or anyone else to think that I'm a shitty person. I used to love him but for a year now he's made me into someone I wouldn't have recognized 2 years ago.
What do I do about this? I don't want the dog anymore (he's 3 1/2 now), his life sucks because I keep him confined most days, and I can't seem to see any of this changing. I've said that I hate him at some point, but I think hate insinuates that I could care less what happens to him. I want him out of my life and into a much better home. He has mild behavioral issues that most people could handle. Just not me. Even on days where I'm in a good mood, interacting with him dampens that. I've thought about taking meds but I really do feel fine outside of dealing with him.
He used to be my pride and joy, but now I fantasize about no longer having him.
I know this is not normal...advice please?