So recently I was deeply betrayed and decieved by someone who I thought was the love of my life. I was pretty messed up over it and I did some meth after two years of not touching it. This time around, I have a cat. I love him dearly and want him to live the longest and healthiest possible life so I took various precautions in order not to contaminate him. Smoked in the bathroom with the door shut, kept it closed for a while with the exhaust fan on, sanitized the kitchen table that I set down my snorting mirror on and was careful not to let any fall on the floor, wiped my nose, rinsed my mouth. Washed my hands after every time handling it. And this little fucker still got high!!!! I feel sooooo bad oh my god. So so so bad. This cannot happen again. I was so careful with it and made a conscious point to keep it all contained. Are they just that sensitive? Just enough traces of it on my skin??

His ears were more sensitively reactive and his poor eyes occasionally doing little occasional twitches, he was having a good ol time literally running in and out of the house which he does not tend to do so fast… I FEEL SO GOD DAMN BAD HOW DO I KEEP THIS FROM HAPPENING??? Besides obviously not doing meth at home or at all. I have upstairs neighbors with a balcony and can’t be wafting clouds up to their level. I prefer lines these days anyway.

But holy fuck I cannot say enough how guilty I feel. I’m sober and sleepy at this point while my poor little guy still looks all edgy. Thankfully he’s still eating, drinking, sleeping, functioning as normal. Fuuuuuuuckkkkkk every time I look at him and his wide eyes my heart breaks.