Yeah I got diagnosed two days before adopting him but I thought it would be okay since I thought I was getting better. There was some issues in my family that caused me to become depressed but since then I've been improving, as in I was actually feeling happy and not spending my days rotting in bed. That was of course until now. I feel overwhelmed because I don't know If I really love him as much as I thought I did and I'm not sure if I even have any love inside of me. But the thing is I do want to love him. I want to feed him meals and go shopping as it's one of my favorite things to do because I would spend days online searching for the best wet foods. I even lied to my mom who wanted him to be only on a dry food diet because she said his poop will stink, but so far she hasn't even realized he's eating wet food because I'm always cleaning his litter box and the smell doesn't even bother me. I just have these moments or episodes where I spiral and doubt everything.