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It was indeed a pokemon reference. lol

I will send you lots of good wibes, since you sound like you really need it.
Your cat is missing? :/
That really does suck.
But it's okay if you're not good company, I understand.
Hopefully your cat gets found.

This is good. I appreciate that greatly.

Well, my best advice is to get it out. There is never any shame in crying. In fact, it's much better than bottling up your emotions only to make them worse later on.
It's really taxing to hold it in anyway.
Take a shower, while in said shower just let it out so there would be no eyes you.

Don't worry about being a party pooper, that's not ever going to be the thing the people who really matter care about.
He's your buddy, and you don't know where he is. It's natural to be worried and upset.
Don't worry about how we feel about you, but how you are feeling instead.
That's what more important.

I mean, that's why I said go take a shower so no one would know you had been. But it's good to hear that your kitty is back.
Last time one of my cats was gone, he was gone for four days. ><
Poor guy fell off the balcony, though. Which was our fault, tbh.

Yeah, people go to me a lot for advice. Mostly because I am fairly logical, even when emotions are involved.
Others say that I'm apathetic though, which is a little weird, but I'm fine with that because it doesn't matter.

And, honestly, I tend to only cry when I have anxiety/panic attacks, so I do understand that. But my advice still remains, if you have the feeling that you're gonna cry, or you really want to (at home, of course) find somewhere private.
It's not easy, and I understand that, but it's better to try and let out them feelings, rather than stuff them inside and make them overall worse.

OR! If you really can't even in your pillow by yourself (Or wherever you're fully alone) message someone.
I just don't like the idea of someone stuffing that kinda sadness inside, without letting it go, you know?

I want my friends to be happy. crying

The problem is letting myself cry. I'm... Mentally incapable of the action unless under the most distressing of circumstances. Losing my cat is terrible, yes, but I knew eventually I'd find him. So, while I was sad as hell, I couldn't cry because logically I knew I'd find him, so as far as my mind goes, it would have been a wasted effort.

That had to suck... I don't know what I would do with myself if he went missing for that length of time. I can't sleep without him warming my feet. Joke, but he is pretty constant about sleeping with me.

How did he fall off the balcony? Was he okay?

Ditto. Literally, in that particular regard, I am much the same. Emotions, though, I will admit, are sort of my short comings, but logic is one of my most useful tools, which allow me to offer fantastic advice, even in situations I've never taken part of. Fun fact, I don't have to worry about people calling me apathetic, I do it myself. XD

You have anxiety/panic attacks too? I get them mostly around large crowds of people, or when I can't see the exits. Or I feel trapped. Something about not being able to move, even if it's just one of my body parts, has always rubbed me the wrong way.

Gonna be honest. I don't really have anyone I would share my vulnerabilities with. I will let people know of things going on, and even how they affect me, but honestly it's mostly surface stuff. Add to that the fact I don't trust anyone... Well, it's not easy to get past my mind (If that doesn't make sense, do ask and I'll more than willingly explain it a little more in depth). So yeah, I guess with that in mind, I do bottle a lot of things... Or mostly everything that I feel nobody should have to shoulder but me. Which is a lot now that I'm thinking about it...

Which! Incidentally, is how I've derived that portion of Dal's personality. 3nodding

So wait... I'm your friend?

Apologies... I'm not too sure how friendship works. The only friends I have are because someone I consider my best friend came up to me in high school one day, and practically dragged me over to sit at his table. Told me we were going to be friends, and that was pretty much that.

Well, I'm tired and I have a long day ahead of me tomorrow. So, I'm off to bed to get some rest and hope tomorrow doesn't suck as bad as I think it will.

Night! heart

Hmm let's see.... I'm not good at asking questions, I'm better at answering them.

Flowers have symbols behind them, what kind of flower would you like to be given?

I once knew a person who would start crying for no particular reason what so ever, so I don't think crying for small things, or at sad animals is weird. 3nodding

I can imagine panicking at that. My sister once had a cat, adorable little marble cat, it got out one day. She thinks it found a new home, cause I'm an awesome brother, but that's not what happened... Apparently it had a very unfriendly interaction with a rattler. So yeah... Makes sense to me.

Emotions and logic just don't work together for me. So, what happens is, I generally put them of to the side, and look at situations with cold, hard logic. Makes me come off as heartless sometimes actually..

So, clearly you are not a social butterfly. XD Are you comfortable with small groups? Or does it need to be narrowed down to one or two people? Also, is it all forms of conflict? Or specifically dealing with people who don't like you or might argue? Sorreh, curious, I usually am when it comes to things like this. The mind is a fascinating thing, and things like that usually have some underlying cause, even if sometimes we aren't even aware of it (Not saying you aren't aware, but that's a question for another time). For example, gravy and soup make me gag. Why? I personally have no idea. My mother says I had a bad batch of them when I was younger, and it's just stuck with me ever since.

I don't trust Therapists. For two major reasons, the first of which is that more often than not, they just want my money. The second? I don't think I could ever trust someone who's job title is The Rapist. >.>

I will admit, however, I saw one during a rather rough patch in life that I actually was able to talk too. I don't know what it was, but something about the guy just made me want to open up. I think it was because he was blind, and couldn't see me. Or I couldn't see him judging me. Either way, I only saw him twice before my insurance went 'Naw Brah'.

Bearing my hardships is something I'm rather fantastic at. Been doing it a long time. 3nodding

Well then, I suppose this means I'm your friend. I'm cool with this! mrgreen