1 of the 2 biggest things that has kept me going has been my cat. Not everyone understands this. He has been an emotional support for me. When I am sad he always wants to snuggle with me and tries to make me happy. When I am at my lowest he never leaves my side. Now it looks like his time is going to end soon. Once he goes that is going to be a massive blow to me. I don't know if I can handle that. Even talking about it like this seems stupid. Why the F* would I get so attached to a stupid animal? To me he is my son. I don't have any kids and can't have any. Since adopted him we have both grown close to each other.
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