Yeah so the title kind of explain my issues here. I'm having major doubts about whether or not adopting my cat was a bad idea and how i kind of wish i hadn't.
But here's the beginning. I've been pet-less for almost 4 years now but my previous one was a dog. All this time I wanted to get another pet but though a dog wasn't the best idea and thought a cat would fit my life better. My best friend has had cats almost all her life and a few accidental litters. I've seen many of those litters and joked many times about getting one. I've seriously thought about it more the last few months. I must also say I still live with my father and brother and they've were okay with the idea of getting one but it would be my own to take care of (fine with me too). Last Saturday (July 28th) I finally brought home one of my BF kittens, a little orange and white 3.5 months kitten that I named Ronald. I was so excited and it was amazing. I bought all i needed for it: food, cat tree, toys, carrier, etc. All of that so far as costed me 350$. It's fine because I know it costs more upfront and also my friend just gave it too me. I was a little stressed about bringing him home finally. but I was handling it fine.
Now it's his 5th day with us and i'm starting to have some regrets. He's a well-behaved cat, goes to the litter box no problem, eats well, social. He's a normal energetic young kitten. The issues are with me I guess. I thought I had prepared and knew what to expect. I might have been wrong. I am now feeling very overwhelmed. I love animals and enjoyed every moment spent at my friend's cuddling her pets. I didn't realize until I got Ron that I enjoyed leaving the cats behind at the end of the day. right now it feels like a clingy little brother that I can't away from me and it's not making me feel well. I've started stressing about it when I went back to work on Monday and now whenever I start to think about long term with him it spikes. I'm writing this on my way down from a panic attack about being a good cat mom and having committed to him for 10-15+ years. I'm heading to his first vet appointment in 30min and I'm finding myself having weird bad thought about something bad happening to him so I could get out of this commitment. Don't be scared for him, I would NEVER hurt him. I'm just wishing for a way out without giving him up.
I don't want to feel like a failure because I can't cope with him and I should be able to honor this commitment. The thing is that I feel like i'm fooling myself thinking I could do it. I feel like when I look around at my room and my life in general I can barely take care of myself. The cat is making it worse I feel. Maybe I'm just low morale this week but it's rough. I also feel like it would be very awkward to just give him back to my friend because I can't do it and she was so happy I adopted him. I wouldn't want that to affect our friendship but i'm not sure this is a situation where i'm doing well. At least right now. People that visited the house and met him so far already love him and I don't want to look like a failure to them either or that they judge me.
I wanna give myself more time with him hoping it's gonna get easier but I keep thinking about long term with him and I'm so scared and anxious. I'm not really sure what i'm trying to get out of posting this here. I know adoption regret is not uncommon but when i've read about it a lot of people were saying that it went away after a bit and that things turned out fine. I'm not convinced it's gonna happen to me. Maybe I wasn't ready for a full-time commitment. No matter how much i wanted it, I should be able to take care of me before getting another living being in? It's not the physical taking care of it that tedious, it's the mental load that I don't think I can balance.
Sorry for the very long message. As you may have read, I have a lot on my mind and this is complex to me.
TLDR: I think I regret getting a cat because long-term makes me anxious but also don't want to fail and give him up.
But here's the beginning. I've been pet-less for almost 4 years now but my previous one was a dog. All this time I wanted to get another pet but though a dog wasn't the best idea and thought a cat would fit my life better. My best friend has had cats almost all her life and a few accidental litters. I've seen many of those litters and joked many times about getting one. I've seriously thought about it more the last few months. I must also say I still live with my father and brother and they've were okay with the idea of getting one but it would be my own to take care of (fine with me too). Last Saturday (July 28th) I finally brought home one of my BF kittens, a little orange and white 3.5 months kitten that I named Ronald. I was so excited and it was amazing. I bought all i needed for it: food, cat tree, toys, carrier, etc. All of that so far as costed me 350$. It's fine because I know it costs more upfront and also my friend just gave it too me. I was a little stressed about bringing him home finally. but I was handling it fine.
Now it's his 5th day with us and i'm starting to have some regrets. He's a well-behaved cat, goes to the litter box no problem, eats well, social. He's a normal energetic young kitten. The issues are with me I guess. I thought I had prepared and knew what to expect. I might have been wrong. I am now feeling very overwhelmed. I love animals and enjoyed every moment spent at my friend's cuddling her pets. I didn't realize until I got Ron that I enjoyed leaving the cats behind at the end of the day. right now it feels like a clingy little brother that I can't away from me and it's not making me feel well. I've started stressing about it when I went back to work on Monday and now whenever I start to think about long term with him it spikes. I'm writing this on my way down from a panic attack about being a good cat mom and having committed to him for 10-15+ years. I'm heading to his first vet appointment in 30min and I'm finding myself having weird bad thought about something bad happening to him so I could get out of this commitment. Don't be scared for him, I would NEVER hurt him. I'm just wishing for a way out without giving him up.
I don't want to feel like a failure because I can't cope with him and I should be able to honor this commitment. The thing is that I feel like i'm fooling myself thinking I could do it. I feel like when I look around at my room and my life in general I can barely take care of myself. The cat is making it worse I feel. Maybe I'm just low morale this week but it's rough. I also feel like it would be very awkward to just give him back to my friend because I can't do it and she was so happy I adopted him. I wouldn't want that to affect our friendship but i'm not sure this is a situation where i'm doing well. At least right now. People that visited the house and met him so far already love him and I don't want to look like a failure to them either or that they judge me.
I wanna give myself more time with him hoping it's gonna get easier but I keep thinking about long term with him and I'm so scared and anxious. I'm not really sure what i'm trying to get out of posting this here. I know adoption regret is not uncommon but when i've read about it a lot of people were saying that it went away after a bit and that things turned out fine. I'm not convinced it's gonna happen to me. Maybe I wasn't ready for a full-time commitment. No matter how much i wanted it, I should be able to take care of me before getting another living being in? It's not the physical taking care of it that tedious, it's the mental load that I don't think I can balance.
Sorry for the very long message. As you may have read, I have a lot on my mind and this is complex to me.
TLDR: I think I regret getting a cat because long-term makes me anxious but also don't want to fail and give him up.