I figured this was as good as any place to vent this, I don't feel I am handling things all that well re Snoopy's death last week. Doesn't seem to matter that I have 2 other cats here, it's just not the same here without Snoopy. Went over to my buddy's place lastnight and his cat is almost a twin of Snoopy and it choked me up. Same body size, same fur, same colouring, just a different head.
Yesterday at the mall waiting to get my hair cut, I just found myself staring out to space in a fog, going over everything in my head a zillion times, sorta like the " what if" stage. I've gone through 2 episodes of clinical depression and I think I'm going into a 3rd. I was doing so well prior to this and it just feels like someone has basically dropped me from a great height.
Yesterday at the mall waiting to get my hair cut, I just found myself staring out to space in a fog, going over everything in my head a zillion times, sorta like the " what if" stage. I've gone through 2 episodes of clinical depression and I think I'm going into a 3rd. I was doing so well prior to this and it just feels like someone has basically dropped me from a great height.