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Hey Pandas, This Is Just A Space To Vent Abt Anything, Share Traumatic Experiences, And Basically Just Get That Off Your Chest.
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#1
I've, rather we, my boyfriend and I have been struggling financially. We've had done unexpected expenses and my hours were cut at work for winter. I'll be getting more hours in a couple of months, but I'm worried about my cats. Specially Baba Yaga. We can afford food and such for them, but Baba Yaga hasn't been feeling well, going on a month now. She's had ear infections, and coughing, sneezing fits. We're worried that maybe there's something wrong with her lungs, it sounds raspy at times, but its sporadic. We want to bring her to the vet, but just can't afford it. At least not for the next couple of months. But what if that's too late? Should I give her up to make sure she gets checked out? Is it even a gaurantee that she would be cared for? We've looked into pet insurance, but there's such a long waiting period. I don't want to give her up, but I also don't want her to get worse. If giving her up means she gets the care she needs, than I would absolutely do it, even if it would break my heart. Maybe I'm overreacting? Anyway, it's been really stressing me out and I don't know why to do.
Final score:
3points
Bisexual Axolotls 1 year ago
Is there a vet school/clinic near you? They might have cheaper rates, since the students would need practice or it would be a non-profit. I'm so sorry that your in this situation, I hope it gets better!
#2
I have lost 3 good friends to suicide. My college friend, Richard, who committed suicide after coming out to his family. My best male friend, Danny, who was battling addiction and depression. And my hilarious friend, Joe, who had been in serious motorcycle accident and became addicted to painkillers. I’ve become so numb over the years. I still miss them, and pray for them every day. As a result, I have developed my lone wolf persona. I retired from my prison job during the pandemic, what a nightmare that was! I function well and I wear my “I’m good” mask for my family. But I’m dead inside. Thanks for reading this.
Final score:
1point
Pansexual Child of Hades 1 year ago
sending hope and prayers your way... i hope that this community on bp is atleast somewhat helping you
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