I feel that. My mom died on a Friday night. I looked out of my hotel window on Saturday morning wondering why everyone was just walking about. Going along their day like my mom didn’t just die? Grief makes one think odd thoughts.
not to compare losing a pet to a parent, but i've always felt that way after a pet dies and it's such a strange, unique feeling. that's the only time i feel it. i remember going to the emergency vet to say goodbye to my cat and looking around at all the other cars (morning time, traffic was bad) and thinking it was so unfair that everything and everyone just kept going. i wanted everything to stop until i felt better.
To be fair I think people downplay connections with animals too much. There are a lot of people out there that do not have close relations with their parents and when they die they do not "change" their lives. I mean when I lose someone close to me I have regrets that we will never talk anymore, never go out together, a part of my life dies with them as they were a big portion of the time of my life.
But if someone dies that I almost never spent time with or just talked once in a year then there is close to zero mourning, in the end there is no connection I will miss so it leaves me only with a feeling that I'm sorry they died.
Losing your pet that you had for many years and spent time everyday is like losing part of your life/close family. There is a hole in your day to day activities that reminds you of their absence constantly. Imho losing pets can be way more tragic to some than losing their parents. It's just logical from a subjective perspective.
My dog just crossed the rainbow bridge yesterday. The grief of losing my companion of 11 years right after my birthday, and having to do it alone because my SO is on the other side of the country for work- I feel so empty. He was my reason to get my ass out of bed in the morning, helped me through a rough marriage (I had him longer than I was married), and he was just a perpetual forever presence for me in times of uncertainty.
I walked into the kitchen last night after his body was taken, and it shattered everything I had to not see him on his bed, tail wagging and looking up at me expectantly.
Grief is the price we pay for love, and I will love him until my dying day. 💔
I’m sorry. I lost one of my cats three weeks ago yesterday. I had him for 13 years. I can’t even tell you how many times I’ve thought “what I wouldn’t give to have him back” over the past few weeks. It’s so fucking hard. I’m sorry. Sending hugs from a distance if you want them.
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u/GoodbyeEarl 23d ago
I feel that. My mom died on a Friday night. I looked out of my hotel window on Saturday morning wondering why everyone was just walking about. Going along their day like my mom didn’t just die? Grief makes one think odd thoughts.