

As sad as the cause is, I’m really glad it made you open to medical and mental health treatment. Incredibly brave to take on grief in this way.
Idk if you relate to this, but I think it makes me have no choice but to get braver and more confronting about my feelings of hurt. I can dissociate in order to escape feeling hurt, and now after losing my cat, dissociating can sometimes feel even more punishing than just feeling hurt. So I’m forced to feel my grief. I can still try to escape it but it’s a stupid decision each time.
You’ve made magnificent progress. You may still dissociate, but with how you already had some tools when your cat passed, you still sound like a brand new person. I’m proud of you.
RIP your sweet cat.
Once I heard the passing of an old friends mom who cared after me well. I didnt cry for weeks. One day, I sank into a scary depression so deep, I decided to retreat into my room to quietly process it. Instead I let out a loud, horrible, cathartic sob. I’m an insomniac, but that night I must’ve slept the most peacefully I had in years. When my cat died less than a week back, I instantly understood that’s what I needed to do. I got to it eventually. After all this, to me crying is one of the most important human functions. Even if I dissociate, I want to be awake with my emotions and live with them.