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Tw: venting, pet loss, death, brief mention of contemplating self-unaliving
So, I don't even know where to start. I know this is FAR from my usual posts but honestly I have no idea what to do. It feels like my brain is still processing. On January 23rd, I lost the cat I've had every since I was a toddler. We've had her since she was just 3 days old. I remember waking up that morning and she seemed perfectly fine. She sat in my lap while I waited until it was time to leave for school. The whole school day felt perfect, in hindsight too perfect. Like the universe was giving me one last happy day. I remember I forgot to say goodbye to her like I always too before school. That night I had a bowling meet after school, so I didn't get home untiled 7:15 pm. I walked up the stairs, knowing she'd be mad at me for being gone so late without tell her. She always was. I opened the door and she was, laying on the floor, already dead. I couldn't even sleep in my own room that night and I felt terrified to go back in. Terrified that I'd still see her dead body there even though my mom had already moved her. I had always planned of taking her to college with me as an emotional support cat. She's the only reason I got through 4 years of depression, the only reason I never contemplated suicide during those horrible 4 years. Sheโs the reason I finally clawed my way out of that disgusting room. Now, 3 months later, and my mom thinks this is my childhood dogs last weekend. We've had him since before I was even born. I'm 16 now. He hasn't been eating and he barely gets out of bed anymore. Twice yesterday he got up and sat in the middle of the hall and just. Stared. At nothing. He can't even see anymore. He's so skinny and light and his fur isn't as soft as it was before. He nose is completely dry. He used to love liking me and my mom, you'd have to litteraly force him to stop. Now he barely does. I don't even know what to do. I don't think I can losing 2 pets I such a short period of time. I thought 2025 was going to be my year. Turns out it's far from it.