I gotta post this before I forget. I tend to forget this. First of all, NEVER DO THIS.
I just got out of a bad break up. Almost, two years ago-go. And the manifestation of the trauma is, every FUCKING MORNING, i forget my bottle of herbs somewhere. The herbs that make it all better and that I carry with my twenty four hours a day. "Of course!"
And as this kitten sits in the box again, she gets scared and attacks every living thing around her, animate and inanimate. And woe to the bitch that asks me if I am alright. *crying* Yhea, sure, Im wonderful. Do you need--? No. Im FINE.