As I previously stated in my previous blog homework, I have a long history of mental illness. I suffer from BPD, so I often feel down, abandoned, unloved. I used to want to reach out to people I trusted, people I loved, but growing up, you have to face this horrendous reality: you're always on your own.
So I stopped reaching out to people. Since december, I have had Lilly in my life. She's two now, and arrived to us scared, abused my cruel people and for a time, we could not approach her. Somehow, Lilly and I realised we were quite similar. And since then, she has brought me tears of joy, moments of intense trust and cuddle, and a lifetime of love.
Being away from her is incredibly hard. She's my only family here and I never expected to be a cat mom. But here I am. And I love her to pieces.
What about you? Do you feel a strong connection to your pet? To another human?
I mean look at her perfect face! ❤️