No, no, no. When I lost my kitty, I searched for her for months. I put up posters, went online, walked the neighborhood, talked to strangers on the street. I don’t know if she’s dead or someone found her, but I can’t allow myself to grieve, just yet, because I am still holding out hope.
When I do grieve, I’m afraid of what is in store for me. Nothing you wrote seems strange to me at all, regardless of whether you’re a guy.
Love is love, and that loss is unbearable.
I am touched by your story and hope you will eventually find closure.
I couldn’t finish the story without shedding some tears. Thank you for sharing such a beautiful story.