So I have been taken some time off after the passing of my cat and a week later my beloved rabbit of 9 years also passed away. I was so broken and completely drowned myself into the worst of places. I am not perfect, but I no longer drink alcohol since the time I donated one of my kidney to my mother nearly ten years ago. I wasn't really into drugs after I tried it and wasn't really a smoker though I was a social smoker at one point of my life. So there was nothing for me to depend on, to kind of take my mind off of things and this immense ache that was throbbing viciously inside me.
My partner also went through this whole crap with me but somehow we are completely in a different level with it all. One was mostly into the death of the cat while the other is the bunny.
It has been about 3 weeks today that my lady died. She was the most amazing rabbit in the world. Kindness was her. Sweet and love was her. Joy and laugher was her. I still found myself crying a few days ago. Her cage is still here, her dry pellets still lie on the carpet, untouched. I've got her ash and I still don't want to believe that she's gone.
That being said, I have found myself to ooze out my pain towards my writings instead. I've found muses that are unexplored and focus there, as if that's the new palace, sanctuary for my sanity.
So here I am, if not me at all but I have been posting elsewhere like ig and tumblr.
So I thought, I'd come by and say hello.
You are not forgotten, I miss ya all!
Hope you are all well! ❤️😊
Thanks for all of your support! Xoxo 😘