How Losing a Beloved Pet is Much Worse When You Have Depression

As I write this, I am sick with a head cold, sleep-deprived, and have popped blood vessels under my eyes from crying. I recently had to make the agonizing decision to euthanize my 20-year-old cat. She was in pain from various illnesses and showing signs of dementia. It was evident that her time to cross the rainbow bridge had come.

I cried for hours before and after her passing, because to me she was more than just a pet — she was a family member. I’ve lost pets before, and the sadness that follows is more harrowing because of my chronic depression.

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