The only glow up i care about
Okay guys here is the story. This is my cat Grace, she is 1 year old and a british shorthair. I was never allowed a dog, even though one could help me a lot with my depression and anxiety. I never expected to find such a deep connection with a cat. But I did.
I picked Grace from the bunch and named her. From day 1 she only felt comfy around me and only wanted to be near me and no one else in the family.
We developed this amazingly good bond. She can sense when Im sad/panicked/triggered and comes cuddle with me when I do. Whenever I relapsed into selfharm, she would lay on my bandaged up arm to make me feel better and to protect the wounds. She would purr and fall asleep on my arm.
She sleeps in my room and in my bed/lap/neck. She makes me feel good and safe and I love her to bits.
Now I dont live in the best household, so for my mental health i have to move out asap. This could still take a while though. Unfortunately my dad forbid me to Grace with me when I move.
Eventhough she is so important to me, he is convinced she is his becauae he paid for her. (Even though she is fucking terrified of my dad, she wont go near him)
So i proposed a challenge, if this post got 10000 notes, I could take Gracey with me when i move out. That would mean that I have my biggedt support with me in my new safe environment.
With every like and reblog I get closer to being allowed to take her with me. Thank you so incredibly much.
