my kitteh went back into the "hospital" again.
he never made it back home. he died this morning at 9:30a. long story short, likely upper respiratory infection, leading to other complications, and ultimately ending in renal failure.
i feel so guilty i wasn't with him. (he wasn't alone, the vet came in to see him & stayed with him till he was gone.) it's stirring up so many of my old feelings of guilt about all of the other people i've lost, people i've failed, people i've hurt.
i'm sad, and i'm lonely, and i feel like all i ever do is let people down, even my kitty. i hope this feeling goes away soon. i don't think it's meant to, though.
oh, yeah... happy thanksgiving.
11:34 p.m. - 2009-11-26
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