I have been going down hill since my cat Sneakers passed last month. My sleep has increased a lot and I am not eating much. I have flash backs of that day. At lest I am not crying right now. He was only 6. He had FIV so I knew that it was a possibility that he would not live long. But still. It still hurts. I had a dream last night he was in it. Then I woke up and it was back to reality. Another thing that is happening is my Grandma is dying of cancer. I am already depressed. What will happen when she goes? I am afraid I will lose it. I know things will get better. But until then I just have to hold on.