
EnnuiCat
Completely Catawampus
- Nov 20, 2020
- 57
My cats would miss me until they found another warm lap to lay on. My family would miss me. My mother would be devastated even though she once told me the entire family was sick and tired of my behavior (aka depression). So I've learned since to lie and fake being normal (not always successfully). Arguments and emotional torment ensue whenever I let my guard down. I wish I didn't care who I'd hurt if I left tomorrow.