@HotBeefTrauma
Thanks both, you’ve definitely made me feel a bit better.
Yeah, you can add me to that list. Just sobbed in the car for ages with my mum trying to calm me down. 
whinging goes here
Backstory: On Friday I introduced Misty to my cousin’s dog Barney (the chocolate goldendoodle who I post all the time), and it started out really well. they were sniffing each other on their leads and wagging their tails, Misty rolled over for him… but then their leads got tangled, and Barney, loveable big oaf that he is, accidentally trod on her. After that Misty wouldn’t go near him and ran away crying. We were in a rush so then had to leave almost immediately after and didn’t get a chance for her to get comfy around him again.
Since then Misty has completely freaked out when she sees other dogs, so you can imagine what a state she was in at puppy class. She cried, ran over to the door whenever she could, hid behind my legs or would go and find my mum. It made doing the training really hard and after about 5 minutes I just entered a panic attack that was sustained for the whole hour.
The woman was harsh as you can expect, she also pulled me out as an example of doing things wrong with your puppy (once when I was telling Misty to calm down when another dog was trying to say hello; another time when I picked her up because she was stuck between three other dogs and too frightened to move) which made me feel worse. Plus Misty was the only one who didn’t come to me in recall training. She just about managed to do heel, sit and down but that’s because I couldn’t concentrate on what was being said by the teacher.
And I was frustrated because even though my mum will try to train her with me, my stepdad and his uncle just aren’t interested and won’t listen at all. They think indulging her in bad behavious like jumping etc then screaming NO at her constantly when she does it somewhere they don’t like is enough, even when we’ve made them watch videos where people say that’s what you shouldn’t do. So this class is only gonna be 50% effective, if that.
I felt like I was everyone who people say shouldn’t have dogs. I’m incredibly anxious and panicky, I’m really soft and a pushover with humans, let alone animals. I like picking up my dog. She’s a cavapoo, meant to be one of the easiest dogs to train, and she runs riot in my house. I feel like I’ve failed this poor dog who could’ve gone to owners who could train her properly. instead she’s with me , inherited all of mine and my family’s anxiety and panic, because I selfishly wanted a dog but am not fit to have one.
Hopefully goes without saying that I’m not intending to give her up or anything because I love her with my life 
