I'm diagnosed anti social personality disorder , as many of you know that's the fancy way of saying sociopath. In my life I've gone having hard time identifying emotion or even appropriately conveying it. That being said there was one exception, I had a therapy pet, a cat named Boo, who I without a doubt loved and cared about. I can honestly say that cat was the only thing I cared about. 2 days ago Boo passed away by drowning in lung fluid out of nowhere. 4 days ago she was at the vets and they even remarked on how healthy hey lungs were, but she still died on my bed pleading for help as I cried holding the only thing I loved as it died in agony. I don't know what to do, I'm not use to these feelings. Everything seems cold and I can't stop crying every time I enter my room and she's not at the door purring waiting for me to pick her up and pet her. I miss my friend my only friend and the only connection I had to affection. I don't know what to do with myself I just don't want any of this anymore, none of this is worth the suffering