I just lost my cat of sixteen years on 10/31. I can\'t get over it. I hardly sleep. When I do go to bed I sleep on top of the covers. Since that day I put fresh clean bedding on my bed and a dark spread so my cat could sleep with me that nite, which he never got to. I still have his food and water bowls by my bed. I had to hide his cover, since if I see it I will fet upset. I don\'t understand and my family can\'t either why I have not gotten over it. I did not act this way when my grandparents passed, All I did was cry so darn much I could not hear at the wake, funrel, nor the side service. PLease someone tell me I amm not stipd in acting this ways.
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