Sadness

We're in the midst of loosing one of our "furbabies;" a 14 year-old beauty named Molly. She is the first cat that my husband and I adopted together, that was over 10 years ago. If we're lucky we'll have another 48 hours with her. Her kidneys have almost completely shut down and the vet says that anything we do from here will be just to make her comfortable. Like she'd enjoy a couple of nights in a cage in at the kitty hospital. In her prime Molly made sure that no one enjoyed her visits to the vet. But they loved her anyway. We've decided to let her go quietly, here at home.

She came with as many names as she did personalities; some we knew, others we never learned. She was Skeezicks when she was playful, Molly Underfoot in the kitchen, Molly Goddamnit, when she tried to race you to the food dish, and Mol when she wrapped herself around your neck and hugged you with her whole body. For the last three years, after her promotion to top cat when we lost Beth, Molly has been in charge of bedtime. At 10:45 every night she had a snack, used the box, tidied her fur and then sat at the edge of the living room, and gave me the look. She was ready to go to bed, I was expected to come along and keep her company. If I took too long she paid me back by giving her coat one last touchup. She never did it quietly. God I'm going to miss her. How do they do that? Get right into our hearts?
 
I'm still in love with my ex whom I shall designate L from now on.. We broke up three years ago, but I still think of her constantly. While I was with my last gf, I kept wishing she was L. There's one girl I've met since that made me feel the way L did, but she's seeing someone. So's L as a matter of fact. The whole break up was f'd up. I did something terrible to L, and broke her heart. I've never really forgiven myself for it. It changed me, helped me to grow, and I know deep in my heart that our break up was necessary. Our relationship had problems like any does, but ours were the kind that couldn't be fixed, simply because neither of us could admit that there were any. We've both grown, and remain friends, although we hardly ever talk anymore, certainly not as much as we used to. I don't know what to do with these feelings, or where they come from. Do I still love her? Did I really love her, or did I just want a gf so desperately that I convinced myself that I was in love with her. Am I getting desperate now? Is my loneliness causing me to desire a part of my past that's no longer available to me. I don't know. I really don't know, but I want that feeling back. That feeling of caring so much about someone, and knowing that they care about you. The feelings for the kind of person that lifts you up on the darkest of days, and the kind of person you would do anything for. I want to move on, and I want the courage to tell her the truth of how I feel. I don't know what to do.
 
AngeloMichael said:
I'm a fucking bull in a china shop. I ruin everything. :( :( :(

My husband Mac is the "bull in the china shop of my life" and thinks he frequently "ruins everything.". The truth is, the shop would be a very dull place were it not for the bull to liven things up. Not that I need the drama, but I do need the strength of character and absolute determination that make up my bull.

Just an observation.
 
Lady_Kit said:
We're in the midst of loosing one of our "furbabies;" a 14 year-old beauty named Molly. She is the first cat that my husband and I adopted together, that was over 10 years ago. If we're lucky we'll have another 48 hours with her. Her kidneys have almost completely shut down and the vet says that anything we do from here will be just to make her comfortable. Like she'd enjoy a couple of nights in a cage in at the kitty hospital. In her prime Molly made sure that no one enjoyed her visits to the vet. But they loved her anyway. We've decided to let her go quietly, here at home.
I'm sorry to hear this Lady_Kit. I have two cats who have been with me for 14 years and they are also nearing the end (making the hard decision this week). My heart goes out to you....and Molly. Sounds like she was well-loved for her stay with you.
 
GoddessHathor said:
I'm sorry to hear this Lady_Kit. I have two cats who have been with me for 14 years and they are also nearing the end (making the hard decision this week). My heart goes out to you....and Molly. Sounds like she was well-loved for her stay with you.

Thank you for your care. Molly was a treasure and stronger than we knew. We lost her five days after that post. She just went to sleep, it was hard for us, we stayed awake. But it was the right thing to do for her and I haven't been sorry for the choice we made.

I'm sure you'll make the best decision you can when the time comes. Thats all we can do.

:heart:
Kit
 
I'm allergic to my tears. My face breaks out and my eyes go all bloodshotty. I hate that I can cry again after years of being able to hold it in. I hate that it's your fault I re-learned how.

I need to get out of this house. I need courage to leave for good. I need one hell of a support system that isn't bothered by 1am phone calls of weird blubbering sounds.
 
I used to be a pro at dealing with sadness, but I just don't know what to do right now, or what to do in general. I thought staying here was killing me and now I feel like leaving would do much, much worse.

I'm so fucking lost right now.
 
arienette said:
I used to be a pro at dealing with sadness, but I just don't know what to do right now, or what to do in general. I thought staying here was killing me and now I feel like leaving would do much, much worse.

I'm so fucking lost right now.

*tight warm hugs*
 
arienette said:
I used to be a pro at dealing with sadness, but I just don't know what to do right now, or what to do in general. I thought staying here was killing me and now I feel like leaving would do much, much worse.

I'm so fucking lost right now.
You are stronger than you think. :heart:
 
Why did i let him back into my life after he broke my heart the last time?
Because I am stupid obviously. And now he has gone and done it all over again. If I didn't love him so damn much, I would fucking hate him.
 
rachlou said:
Why did i let him back into my life after he broke my heart the last time?
Because I am stupid obviously. And now he has gone and done it all over again. If I didn't love him so damn much, I would fucking hate him.

Just wait, it'll come.

Been there, done that, hate his fucking guts.
 
rachlou said:
Why did i let him back into my life after he broke my heart the last time?
Because I am stupid obviously. And now he has gone and done it all over again. If I didn't love him so damn much, I would fucking hate him.

Not in the same position as you per se, but I'm waiting for that hating him time to come... :rolleyes:

:kiss:es for you.
 
arienette said:
Not in the same position as you per se, but I'm waiting for that hating him time to come... :rolleyes:

:kiss:es for you.

it'll happen for you, too. I promise.
 
cloudy said:
Just wait, it'll come.

Been there, done that, hate his fucking guts.

arienette said:
Not in the same position as you per se, but I'm waiting for that hating him time to come... :rolleyes:

:kiss:es for you.

Thanks guys :rose:
Looking forward to the day when i no longer care at all. :rolleyes: The sooner the better...
 
I didn't fucking do anything. I didn't do anything and he thinks I did and the day I cancel moving so I can work everything out he breaks up with me? What the fuck?! What the fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
 
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