I had to put my sick cat to sleep last weekend. I didn't think I could feel any worse or alone than I already felt but I do. Life has no meaning. Nothing matters anymore. No one cares. He was my one true friend. That probably sounds pathetic, but people are cold and cruel. I would much rather be around animals. There is no reason to go on. I wish I had spent more time with him, but I was too busy and tired from working. Now it is too late. There is no hope and I am already dead.