I have a cat, and she's super sweet and playful. When i'm more anxious i play with her and it's fun, everyone (me and my parents) plays with her as well and it's a "party" inside our apartment. She's really spoiled, believe me...
But sometimes when I was more depressed, she'd sit on my lap and "beg" for me to touch her so it was like she knew. It's also a company. I was a very lonely child and when I came off inpatient my parents didn't want me to feel alone again, so they got me her :) it was nice having a cat after years of begging to have one.
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