I don't normally post vents but uhh I have nobody to talk to so lets post this! My cat got put down yesterday. I have had my cat for 8 and a half years now. He was... My best friend. I loved him so much. And now... Everything else feels worse. It feels like the color in my life is gone. I don't really know what to do. I should probably be happy. I mean I have a partner I have friends. But now it just feels like there is this hole inside of me that won't be filled. IM empty. And I feel disgusting. All the work I did this summer is gone. And suddenly it feels like valentines day again. I thought things would get better. I really did. I had so much hope. But now I'm back to putting others before myself. I'm back to giving others the space to rant, but never really ranting myself. I relapsed yesterday, after my mother told me to get over my cats death. I'm disappointed in myself. And I don't have the confidence to tell my mom. I miss her. I miss him. I hope things get better.