I'm on my third week with my new cat. My anxiety, OCD, and depression have skyrocketed to the point where I now have a second therapist. I haven't eaten much for a couple weeks. I keep having anxiety attacks thinking about my cat. I am throwing up in the morning from being so nervous. I can't focus on work or anything else, and when I'm in the office I spend a lot of time checking the Wyze cam. I am. Really worried that someone is going to say something about my performance soon. I'm constantly crying. I am afraid to get out of bed in the morning or to go home after work. Intrusive thoughts are crippling me. My apartment, reflecting my mental state, is a mess. My heart and stomach have been hurting and I feel like my skin slowly strangling me.
The cat herself is mostly fine, and she's very cute and everyone loves her. I got her because I wanted an ESA to help ground me, calm me, and bring me structure. But I feel like the opposite has happened (which is my fault). I'm neurotic, restless, and too nervous to function properly. I get out of bed later instead of earlier, because I'm afraid of interacting with my cat. I keep feeling like I made. A mistake in adopting her, but it's too late to do anything now. In my mind, I'm going to be taking care of her until I die.
(Also I live alone and don't have a ton of friends, so I can't really "hand her off" to someone for a few days.)
It's just a fucking cat. She's relatively chill, too. I don't know what's wrong with me that I feel so incapacitated from taking care of a cat. Almost anyone can take care of a cat. Someone who's been in a similar situation, please help! Thanks in advance.
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