Today's therapy session left me exhausted and so very sad.

[Siwsan]

We talked about my loss of the outdoor fur babies Lush and Tudor, the shock of finding Lush in such a damaged condition and how I still feel such guilt and trauma over not being able to save Tudor and what it's like to have that kitten die while being softly cradled in my hand with me begging him not to go. Along with that, how it hurt to not have certain family members who knew what happened, knew I was an emotional disaster and never reached out to me. I just want to sit here and do nothing but cry, all afternoon. But, of course I have yard work things to do and fur babies to take care of.

Plus my brother is stopping by to mow the lawn. Next to DU, he was my rock during the loss of Tudor.

Ah well, such is life. I seem to have run out of usefulness for most humans. Thankfully my fur babies all need me. When my brother is done with the lawn and headed home, I might just crawl in to bed, for a while.