Hey all, I need some advice. I was watching a friend of mine's cat while they found a place to live, I absouletly loved this cat, he was an asshole but in the most endearing ways. He'd like to curl up to me in the morning (Usually coming up in the middle of the night because he liked a spot underneath my bed).
Well when I first took him in, I made sure to watch him while he was on my balcony since I live on the fourth floor. For a week I made sure to keep my curtains open and keep an eye on him. Well, he appeared to be fine, he never even looked over the edge and just sat there. So I figured he would be safe. Well a couple of days ago I left my balcony open while I was on my laptop, I stayed up pretty late, checked the balcony to see if he was still on it. He wasn't so I closed it and went to bed figuring I'd see him in the morning.
The next day I woke up to a phone call from my friend asking me to look around the house for him, because she got a call that he was dead. I searched everywhere and couldn't find him. It turned out he tried to jump to the balcony next to mine and hit his head, and died on impact.
Well my friend doesn't blame me, we took appropriate steps to make sure he was safe, he was really happy with me, and he used to actually yell at me until I opened the balcony. How ever I feel responsible for his death and the guilt is crushing me, I'm seeing him everywhere, I'm having dreams of my friend's cat. Every time I talk about this it feels like someone is constricting my chest.
Has anyone gone through this? How did you work through it?
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