my innerself
Bluelighter
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My cat died last night. His name was Flint Marco. I had a friend come round for a few drinks and not long after she left she called me to tell me she saw a cat on the side of the road that looked like Flinty. She came back to my house and drove me to him. I knew it was him as soon as I saw him laying there. I picked him up and cuddled him and broke down. He was still warm.
I have suffered from severe depression for over seven years. As well as drug addiction and alcoholism. That cat was my best friend. He loved me. He didn't judge me or hurt me. He demanded respect and got it.
I brought him home. I can't stop crying. His face was crushed. His brain fluid leaked over my arm as I held him.
I dug a hole in my yard and sat with him for about 3 hours patting him and crying.
I'm devestated. I had nightmares all last night, and today I have been drinking heavily.
I miss him so much. He was my best friend. He never judged me and loved me unconditionally. I feel like I'm going to spiral into my drug and alcohol abuse again. I had him for 4 years. And now his gone.
I have suffered from severe depression for over seven years. As well as drug addiction and alcoholism. That cat was my best friend. He loved me. He didn't judge me or hurt me. He demanded respect and got it.
I brought him home. I can't stop crying. His face was crushed. His brain fluid leaked over my arm as I held him.
I dug a hole in my yard and sat with him for about 3 hours patting him and crying.
I'm devestated. I had nightmares all last night, and today I have been drinking heavily.
I miss him so much. He was my best friend. He never judged me and loved me unconditionally. I feel like I'm going to spiral into my drug and alcohol abuse again. I had him for 4 years. And now his gone.