I’ve been...thinking about this for days now. Really, emotionally messed up over it. I know why, any time I see anything about a hurt/dying cat or cat like creature it always messes me up. Makes me incredibly emotional. Especially after the loss of my love that I will never get over...so this hit me hard. Even as just a dream. It still made me emotional, as I can see it did many others on here. Finally tonight I talked to my friend about it, and I’ve been crying for hours, finally breaking down at this story. Still crying as I type this. She helped talk me through it. And we decided on something that I wanted to share with everyone else who’s heart is breaking over this...think of it like how you can lucid dream. Our thoughts and feelings, we can control what happens in the dream realm. And so, OP was given this sweet little creature, on deaths door. But they BELIEVED with all their heart, that by filling it with enough love, and beauty, that it could be saved. So, if this took place within the realm of dreams, where what we think and feel and believe becomes reality...then simply believing that giving this little creature love, and showing it beautiful things...believing that that could save it, had to have saved it. That by the time OP woke up, the creature was made whole again. Alive and well. Frolicking around in the beauty of the world it was shown. Waiting for them to dream again one night and be reunited with their friend who saved them...as long as all of us believe that this little creature is alive and well...then the dream realm will bend to our collective wills, and it will be ok. Alive and happy. Loving its newfound life. And waiting to be reunited someday with its savior...and maybe little speculations like this won’t make the pain of the story go away completely. But thinking of it like this, trying to rationalize ourselves a happy ending....I’m still crying now and I might be for a long while after tonight. But it at least helped a little bit...as long as we believe that the baby is still alive. Happy. Healthy. Then we can make it so...and I hope OP can be reunited with it again soon, and tell us that we were right, and that it survived the night. Knows it’s loved by all of us. And filled with so much life and love...and I know I’m thinking way too much and getting way too emotional about this silly little dream. But anything that has to do with cats always cuts me deeply...even if it’s just a dream, or only cat adjacent. I want to believe against all odds that it’s ok...
After our talk she drew me this. Little cat like creature. Eyes full of wonder, taking in all the beauty of the world around it. Frolicking happily in the world of our dreams. This is the image I’d like to picture...I hope we can all do so together. And send it all the love and happiness in the world. I hope one day I can stop crying thinking about this...
I had a dream I was given a tiny, helpless little creature. It was black and soft and not quite a cat but not quite anything else either.
I was told it was going to die so nobody else wanted to feel the pain of caring for it, but when I held it I was filled with love and the need to protect it.
I knew it was going to die soon, so I just held it close and walked as far as I could, showing it every beautiful thing I could find as I waited for the inevitable
I found myself starting to wonder if it really would die. It seemed to be just the slightest bit stronger, the further we went. It had become curious of its surroundings and would raise its head to look around, eyes full of wonder. When it settled back into my arms it had the look of contentment rather than exhaustion.
I thought, maybe if I keep showing it new things, if I keep loving it, perhaps it will survive.
Definitely beaten out of me HARD, and that’s if I ever had any to begin with. I have no interest in and will take no time “relearning” it, and my beliefs that humans are inherently evil will not be swayed by this. I have better reasons to believe I’m right then any of this.
the “humans are inherently selfish” fanclub can genuinely and in all honesty go to hell. i once came back from a school yard where the kids had heaped piles of leaves and cut wildflowers on a narrow strip of grass bc a bee had died. i actually want to cry.
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Wait is the gimmick that someone will see you reblogged it and send the doot doot? Not that the deactivated page will magically send you the doots years later? I thought that the ghost of tumblrs past would be sending them out.
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