u/Aiden_Widman11

i recently lost my cat, and it’s been hitting me harder than i thought it would. it’s not just missing them, it’s everything around it. the routines we had, the small habits, the little moments i didn’t even realize were such a big part of my day. i still catch myself expecting to hear them, or looking at the spots they used to sleep in. coming home feels different now, like something is missing in a way i can’t ignore. i’ve lost things before, but this feels different. maybe because they were part of my everyday life in such a quiet but constant way. i know people say “it gets better with time,” but right now it just feels heavy and empty. for anyone who’s gone through this, how did you actually deal with it day to day? what helped you adjust when everything suddenly felt so different?