STEEMIT MEET SIR WILLIAM MEOWSALOT

After battling a serious depression for countless years and things spinning out of control in such a HUGE way that in 2016, I attempted suicide on the 7th of October (perhaps when we know each other better I will write some pieces of the things leading up to that). After I returned from the hospital and being fed donuts by Hive account@princessmewmew and Hive account@morkrock, I decided a long bath and some serious thought was necessary. As with most people in these situations we turn to relationships, either romantic or spiritual, anything not to feel alone. So of course, as we all read/ saw Eat Pray Love by Elizabeth Gilbert, I decided a bathroom prayer was in order. Did I ask for health, happiness, peace of mind, nope Steemit, I prayed for a boy. At the worst time in my life, I decided the best thing for me was to be emotionally dependent of a dude.

So I had this list of everything I wanted:
He needed to make me laugh, he needed to be gentle, to love me unconditionally, to need ME, to adore me, to irritate me, to be at home when I get there in the evenings after a long day, to hold me and comfort me and to most importantly never leave or hurt me.

The universe/ God had a strange sense of humour! The very next day after this heartfelt plea I get a call from an amazing human being that I have seen through some tough times. Man, Steemit, I can't even begin to tell you how great this guy is, he saves sharks for a living. Magnificent as they may be (and my biggest phobia), they be damn scary and not exactly prom date material:

So Jon, he tells me he has got this Turkish Angora and they are apparently terribly expensive, not from South Africa and they make very difficult house pets as they aren't really domestics and this cat is sickly and he remembered that I use to volunteer alongside my family for multiple animal shelters and if I would be so kind as to take this floof in for 9 days. Nine days will be the exact amount of time to save his life from being put down and the exact right amount of time for me to fall in love. Turns out prayers/ request are answered but in a strange twist of events the boy I was sent (alongside all the qualities I really wanted), was floofie, sickly just like me and a lil lost- we were perfect for each other! You know how they say when you know, you just know? Well, we knew. It took months of special diets, grooming and treatments to get the sundamage, insects, catflu and trauma out of my lil guy's system, but WE DID IT! As much as I saved his life, he saved mine too, slowly but surely the waves of overwhelming emotions became shorter, the elephant sitting on my chest disappeared, I found myself laughing at all the lil things that made life with him special and together we HEALED:

Here are some tips to lead a great, healthy, happy life that worked for us both:

Don't skip breakfast

A cuppa fixes everything

Take time to relax, preferably away from screens 1 hour before bed

Sleep heals the body and make us happier, so try to get 6 hours in on average

Go out in nature, don't be afraid to get dirty, have childlike enthusiasm, forget your age and worries

If you don't like something, say fuck it and carry on with your life, life is too short to fill your time with things that drain you, make you unhappy or force you into situations you don't want to be in.

Most importantly fall in love, with everything life has to offer, as often as you can! Fall in love with beauty and music, art and every lil thing that moves you, fall in love with yourself and find someone that will fall in love with you exactly as you are!