rammeh
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I'll just cut to the chase.
My cat was run over on Sunday. She died (hopefully, painlessly) on impact. The lady who hit her (my cat) was hysterical when she came up and banged on the door...she told me how she would feel just awful driving away without informing the owner what had happened.
We ran outside and I saw my cat lying in the street, obviously dead. Now, you should know, this cat was one of the sole things in my life I had that brought me joy and happiness. I completely broke down when I saw her lying there. It's been about 4 days now, and I'm still non-functioning, for lack of better words. I can't think, every time I get up out of my chair I wander around aimlessly, I have no appetite, and I can't even leave my bedroom because all my cat's things are outside. It's horrible.
I know most of you might just be thinking "it's a cat, get over it!", but anyone who's ever had a pet might identify with me. I was so attached to that animal, and now I feel completely lost.
So anyway, I just wish I had some direction. I know nothing I do is going to bring my pet back, but it doesn't stop me from sitting here crying every day, wishing there was something I could do.
I was sad before all this happened, but compared to now, it's like it didn't even matter before. I know it's useless going to my family; my dad was critical of my emotion from the moment he found out what happened, my mom's oblivious to it all (mental condition)...so I'm going to the internet. Can anyone help me with some advice?
My cat was run over on Sunday. She died (hopefully, painlessly) on impact. The lady who hit her (my cat) was hysterical when she came up and banged on the door...she told me how she would feel just awful driving away without informing the owner what had happened.
We ran outside and I saw my cat lying in the street, obviously dead. Now, you should know, this cat was one of the sole things in my life I had that brought me joy and happiness. I completely broke down when I saw her lying there. It's been about 4 days now, and I'm still non-functioning, for lack of better words. I can't think, every time I get up out of my chair I wander around aimlessly, I have no appetite, and I can't even leave my bedroom because all my cat's things are outside. It's horrible.
I know most of you might just be thinking "it's a cat, get over it!", but anyone who's ever had a pet might identify with me. I was so attached to that animal, and now I feel completely lost.
So anyway, I just wish I had some direction. I know nothing I do is going to bring my pet back, but it doesn't stop me from sitting here crying every day, wishing there was something I could do.
I was sad before all this happened, but compared to now, it's like it didn't even matter before. I know it's useless going to my family; my dad was critical of my emotion from the moment he found out what happened, my mom's oblivious to it all (mental condition)...so I'm going to the internet. Can anyone help me with some advice?

















