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catmom23
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- Nov 16, 2023
- 12
Two days ago, my cat of 3 years died right in front of my eyes. I can say a million different things but nothing is enough to describe the pain and suffering I have been going through.
I had a total of 7 cats. Few months ago, our landlord said that we cannot live in this apartment if I have this many cats. Thus begun the abuse from people inside my family and outside. I fought with them in vein. Ultimately, I gave away 3 of my cats for adoption, cats that I have had for years. One of the new owners, decided to throw away my cat in the streets and then they blocked me.
I am someone with severe social anxiety and I am diagnosed with major depressive disorder. I have always been extremely lonely, and deprived of love. I have never had a normal life consisting of friends and family. I was always alone and my cats were ALL I had. Now, with so much loss, specially with this huge loss I have faced from loosing my baby to death, it's like what is the meaning of life anymore? He was the only reason I woke up in the morning, the only reason I could sleep at night feeling warm and loved because he would sleep beside me. I loved this cat the most.
The day he died, I stabbed myself multiple times with an anti-cutter because I could not take the pain I was feeling, it was too much. Few months ago I was also raped. the physical pain and mental trauma that I had experience was beyond explanation. I remember crying, and thinking, when can I go home? I just want to go home to my cats, because I have no one else. I closed my eyes and envisioned them in my mind. I thought, that was my safe place, now it is a place that I don't even have anymore. I genuinely do not want to live anymore.
I had a total of 7 cats. Few months ago, our landlord said that we cannot live in this apartment if I have this many cats. Thus begun the abuse from people inside my family and outside. I fought with them in vein. Ultimately, I gave away 3 of my cats for adoption, cats that I have had for years. One of the new owners, decided to throw away my cat in the streets and then they blocked me.
I am someone with severe social anxiety and I am diagnosed with major depressive disorder. I have always been extremely lonely, and deprived of love. I have never had a normal life consisting of friends and family. I was always alone and my cats were ALL I had. Now, with so much loss, specially with this huge loss I have faced from loosing my baby to death, it's like what is the meaning of life anymore? He was the only reason I woke up in the morning, the only reason I could sleep at night feeling warm and loved because he would sleep beside me. I loved this cat the most.
The day he died, I stabbed myself multiple times with an anti-cutter because I could not take the pain I was feeling, it was too much. Few months ago I was also raped. the physical pain and mental trauma that I had experience was beyond explanation. I remember crying, and thinking, when can I go home? I just want to go home to my cats, because I have no one else. I closed my eyes and envisioned them in my mind. I thought, that was my safe place, now it is a place that I don't even have anymore. I genuinely do not want to live anymore.