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Jocely
Hi everyone, it's been three months now since my 17-year-old cat passed away. It's still so difficult. I'm still grieving so much and I miss him every single moment. In the mornings and evenings, I want to call out to him just like I used to; I rush through the shops so he isn't left alone for too long, like I did before; I still go to the pet aisle in the supermarket... I don't talk about it to anyone, not even my family, who don't even ask how I am anymore, even though I want to scream that I'm hurting and that I miss him so much. I kiss his photo and I smell a tuft of his fur.
I don't know when I'll start to feel better; I've run out of tears even though I have a constant lump in my throat. What can I do to get through this?
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