I just lost my emotional support cat, and I don’t know how to cope.

My baby wasn’t just a pet. He was my lifeline during the darkest moments of my life. When everything felt like too much, he was there — quiet, comforting, always knowing when I needed him the most. He saved me more times than anyone ever will. His purring, his soft eyes, his quiet companionship — those things kept me going when nothing else could.

We just lost him, and I’m broken. I feel like he knew I couldn’t afford the hospital bills, and so he rested peacefully, maybe to protect me one last time. I don’t know what to do with all this sadness. My heart aches. I just thought I’d see him again.

If anyone has coping strategies, comforting rituals, or even movies that helped you through grief — please, I’d love to hear them. I just need something to hold onto tonight.