It started a few months ago when I was made redundant from a job I absolutely loved. The role was just no longer needed and I was let go effective immediately, completely out of the blue. I got a new job since and I hate it.
I had a once in a lifetime holiday booked for my birthday, I had been saving up for it for years and it had been one of the only things keeping me going. The day I flew out my pet got really unwell. The next day (my birthday) I was woken up at 3am by a call from the vet saying she had deteriorated and needed to be put to sleep. Thankfully the vet rang me back a few hours later to say she had pulled through and would likely be okay (I'm still confused how the vet could go from needing to be put to sleep to will be okay...) I flew home early. In the space of a few days I have spent/lost around £12k in total with flights, vets bills and a missed holiday. My pet is home now thankfully, but she really isn't herself. She is requiring constant supervision and a lot of care.
I'm back to work on Monday and it's all catching up to me now and I just can't breathe from it. It feels like anything positive in my life has been taken away from me. Even though my dog is alive and home, it's like her eyes are empty and she's not there. The vet assures me she will likely be back to her normal self within the next couple of weeks, but there is always that 'what if'. I know there are so many positives in what I've written - I'm lucky to have a job, lucky my pet is home and recovering and lucky I could afford to pay the vet bill. But it still hurts so much