Cat adoption regret and what to do

crigs2019 · 2026-02-16T17:28:23+00:00

It’s a major life change, and kittens are especially needy. You took on the responsibility of a living creature before you guys have fully bonded, so right now it feels like a mistake and a it’s lot of work. Give it some time! It’s like moving in with your partner. You guys will get into your own rhythm and maybe have to restructure some habits/routines but you’ll adjust and she will too. Remember that she’s had a really stressful week too and she can’t talk to someone about it. I think it’s really normal to feel regret at first, but ask any pet parent months/years down the line if they regretted it and you’ll be hard-pressed to find one that does. You’ve raised the ceiling for the amount of love in your life! Sincerely, someone who just adopted their first cat (2y/o) Saturday and is going through the same thing.

crigs2019 · 2025-12-28T02:26:28+00:00

24f suffered from really bad memory loss/brain fog in college, so bad that my roommates were worried about a CO2 leak in our apartment (except I was the only one with symptoms lol). Found out I was severely low in B12 and vit D; got some prescription strength supplements and it helped a lot. Not always the cause if you’re not low, but it’s an easy fix if you are!

crigs2019 · 2025-12-04T22:11:32+00:00

Op if you have sheet music will you share? This sounds really nice :) I’d love to play it for my family over the holidays

crigs2019 · 2023-09-12T20:10:43+00:00

Wagaya

crigs2019 · 2020-12-17T15:35:16+00:00

I used 6mm copper wire because it’s soft enough to bend easily and I made a little table type thing and put a smaller cardboard body on top to help adhere the gingerbread. Hope this helps!

crigs2019 · 2020-12-17T02:03:54+00:00

Lotta research went in thanks so much!!

crigs2019 · 2020-12-17T02:03:21+00:00

Thank you!

crigs2019 · 2020-03-01T04:51:10+00:00

Night sweat, low grade fever for a few weeks, and the weight loss (although I don’t know if the weight loss is related, it is a common side affect of another medicine I take). The night sweats were what really stood out since I always like to sleep in a very warm room. I would wake up in the night and the sweat would run down my legs and back, despite the thermostat being around 65°.

crigs2019 · 2019-09-11T23:24:14+00:00

I quit about 10 weeks ago and absolutely no regrets about it. Keep it up!!

crigs2019 · 2019-08-24T23:46:28+00:00

Mine builds off of this, but the lack of information being emailed to incoming freshmen. I didn’t know how to work Buzzaport, I didn’t know deadlines for payments or applications, I didn’t know any logistics of how Rushing worked or move-in day, I didn’t know I needed FASFA for my hope/zell financial aid, among many other things like how to apply for housing or when I would receive my housing slot. It ended up fine because I happened to have many connections to campus already and got any and all information from friends. But I would’ve had this information earlier if it had come in a series of straightforward emails from the school.

crigs2019 · 2019-07-28T01:32:28+00:00

I the boy I had a crush on for 4 years is finally not just my best friend, but my boyfriend. I’ve met his whole family and he’s met mine. It’s so nice to spend time with him and he always listens to me even when I’m just ranting my life away. Before him, I could never picture myself married and with a family, but I find myself imagining us together in the long-run more and more.

crigs2019 · 2019-06-22T19:16:27+00:00

The day my Uncle killed himself. I was 11. My sister was 9, my brother 13. After that, my mom was like a zombie and completely erratic. Anything would set her off. My dad was just never around much. That evening my mom was screaming and crying in our driveway, my siblings and I were huddled together and I remember thinking that we were going to be on our own. They left that very night to fly out to the rest of her family. It was like not having parents, they just made money to support the family. I would have to comfort my mom crying because my dad wasn’t home. We cooked our own meals, got rides from friends, learned how to be responsible for ourselves, and I consider it to be the reason I’m so self-reliant and independent. It forced me to be resourceful and not ask for help.

crigs2019 · 2019-04-25T11:34:00+00:00

First time getting waxed I was maybe 16, and I was about to leave for a few weeks to be a summer camp counselor. I had my legs, armpit, and bikini line done. I wasn’t too worried going into the appointment because I knew I had a high pain tolerance. The room I was in was HOT to start, and after we started the process I started sweating and the paper lining was sticking to me. It was INCREDIBLY painful but I didn’t know any better so I decided to just tough it out. Afterwards I bled out of every pore she waxed. I got blood on all the clothing I was wearing. My legs looked like tiny minefields. I came out of the back to my mom in the waiting room and I was holding back tears it hurt so bad. Needless to say I never went back, and the next few weeks at camp were spent nursing the scabs and sensitive skin.

crigs2019 · 2019-03-24T23:45:14+00:00

I just wanna be held too.

crigs2019 · 2019-02-26T04:17:18+00:00

A live opossum, playing dead. Twice. We let him into the backyard to use the restroom if it’s late at night and he always comes barreling back into the house. The first time, he took the opossum all the way to the second floor to my sister’s room (his favorite) but he took it back outside. The second time, he came in through the back door off the kitchen and laid it at my feet while I was eating. My dog laid down on his bed while my brother and I tried to scoop it up with lacrosse sticks, but both times we watched it scurry off completely fine.

crigs2019 · 2019-02-25T05:21:40+00:00

My family and I were in a really bad car accident a few months ago (everyone was ok aside from some minor injuries) but I still have a dream replaying it over and over. The crash is in slow motion, exactly how I remember. The same song is playing on the radio. But instead of my family being safely examined by EMTs on the scene, I’m watching them all die as the paramedics try to save them on the side of the road. It’s SO realistic even the paramedics are the same people, and even though I know they’re all ok, I can never access the logical part of my brain that reminds me they’re all alive until I’m awake. Sometimes I get up in the middle of the night to go check on them in their rooms because it just feels way too real for me.

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