I broke down for a few days after having to say goodbye to my sweet soul cat. I made myself power through the days after. I had work demands and responsibilities and could not afford to let up. The sadness was there the entire time but I just kept dodging it. It’s been barely a few weeks now and the grief has caught up to me so suddenly with a full, unrelenting force. I’m met with the realization again that she isn’t coming back. I feel the hole in my world she left behind.
Is there a way to compartmentalize processing this loss or is this just what we have to go through in exchange for having experienced such a real and unconditional bond? I’m sorry to everyone going through this. You’re not alone and I hope this reminds to let yourself to grieve a love worth missing.