I have had a pretty crazy last year and half or so..
I have been through a divorce that involved children..
I then had a terrible break up with my next relationship
which has all left me broke financially ,emotionally and spiritually
So it has come down to.. I have to give up my cat..
I have ads up on classified sites .. but it looks like I am going to have to take her to the humane society
and put her up for adoption..
I don't think I have ever been more hurt by anything in my entire life.. the cat that is.. I am not sure if it is just a culmination of everything.. But since the cat decision had to be made.. I feel so dead inside
I am of course wounded deeply by my failed relationships..I feel compassion. empathy, regret and remorse at their failings..
BUT... I cry harder for the cat..
Is this wrong?? is something wrong with me??
Why do I care more about the fate of a cat.. than I do the fate of people??