I just lost my beloved pet of 15 years. He was my world, I can't even cry about it, I start to think about him for a moment and stop myself and find something to distract me

I wont talk to anyone about it, but my therapist but last night in session, I just couldn't cry. I was telling him things no one knows on my mind about it and I just sat there, like a moron.

I want to cry so badly, what the heck is wrong with me? This dog was my life, but I am acting like he never existed