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Originally Posted by Glittering
It's 1.30am. I can't sleep. The cat has gone missing. The cat never goes missing. I'm convinced she's dead. And if she is surely it's my fault. And it's because I ate. Perfect sense right, T?! Proof, more proof that this is all wrong. I am all wrong. I wish I'd been more honest today. I need to find the off switch again, regain control.
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I totally get this. I have an OCD remnant in which I have to feed the dogs without their bowls touching a tile edge, or I think they will get cancer etc. I hope the cat is okay, even though you ate.