It's Harry this time. Picked up a virus when he went to get sterilised. Now he's got water on the lungs and possible neurological damage. He's been to the vet on and off. We're racking up large bills there. Feel like they're lining up to tell me he has FIP. Hope not. There's no cure, if he has it he'll die. They'll call today about bloodwork he had done yesterday. It's 3am. I had uni yesterday. Barely slept. Can't go in today, stress sickness so bad I'm barely functioning. If they call him back in they need to hospitalize him goddamn it. I can't care for him on my own, the stress on top of my depression is making me ill. Haven't slept. Haven't eaten properly in three days. Don't know where to turn.
Friends don't really care. Christ, I need someone right now. I can feel the mental disconnect happening again. Something happens to Harry and I don't know what I'll do. Why is this happening? I don't even know why I'm posting this. I'm sorry. I'm such a fucking idiot. Need my cat to be ok. I'm so tired. Just need things to be ok. Someone tell me everything's gonna be ok.
Friends don't really care. Christ, I need someone right now. I can feel the mental disconnect happening again. Something happens to Harry and I don't know what I'll do. Why is this happening? I don't even know why I'm posting this. I'm sorry. I'm such a fucking idiot. Need my cat to be ok. I'm so tired. Just need things to be ok. Someone tell me everything's gonna be ok.
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