I have been doing a lot of crying this morning about my cat. I have a lot of anxiety and don't know what to do. I moved in with my fiance in the beginning of December and had to give up two of my three cats. The one went to one my friends and the other went to a shelter, No one would take the other because he pees a lot and has health problems. He was so sick at one point he almost died. That night I never cried so much in my life. I tthought I was going to lose him. I miss him a lot and my mom is mad at me cause I had to give him up and she paid for most of his vet bills. She keeps saying that's my baby and how could I give him up like that. She does realize he would go to the bathroom everywhere and was fixed. It was hard to live with. Giving up my cats was the hardest thing I ever had to do and it is hard to live with myself because of it. I hate myself for what I did and will never forgive myself. I feel like such a bad person.
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