This story is long, but worth reading and responding with a word of encouragement, along with your help finding Cat Cat.
Cat Cat was given to me when I was about a month old by my dad. I was born six and a half weeks early, and this was the first toy I took interest in. My father realized this and bought two more. Sadly they are gone. I only have the original.
My parents divorced when I was 4, and for good reason. My birth mother is not a nice person. She abused me, emotionally and physically for 16 years, until she finally did something so horrible, I still have nightmares 10 years later. My father was unaware, because I was scared to tell him.
He knows the truth now and married the woman I have called mom since I was 16. Due to all that, I became severely depressed and tried to take my life several times, once finally almost succeeding. They had to resuscitate me, and I was in the ICU for three weeks before they took me to a rehab facility.
All this time, throughout my whole life, Cat Cat has been my comfort. My security. I have worn him down from always rubbing his paws, ears, and face. His smell is my comfort. I still battle depression, but I have recently discovered I am sick. Very sick. I have a severe allergy to mold and wheat, but they found I have Lyme disease with a co-infection of Babisiosis. It is a parasite that grows in the red blood cells. This parasite attacks your body systems and evolves when attacked by medicine. Due to this, I am on antibiotic chemotherapy and am taking a lot of medication. My body is immune compromised, which makes it easy for the parasite, and harder for me to fight. I have to wear Hepa filters inside my nostrils to catch toxins, because my body can’t fight anymore. I have neuropathy, muscle weakness, fatigue and severe headaches all the time.
Now, even at my adult age, Cat Cat comes with me everywhere. Always. Work, and all between. I know that sounds childish, but I need the comfort, all the time.
I honestly don’t know if I could survive if something happened to Cat Cat. I’m scared of not having him, and need to find another one. We have been searching All corners of the Internet, spending hours looking, but I cannot find him anywhere. I don’t have much money, but I’m willing to pay as much as I can to have one that can be with me until the end.
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Searching for a toy – Originally posted [postdate format=”M j, Y”]