Welp, tried to improve myself and take it easy this weekend after all the advice I got, but its impressive how much life just continues to shit on me this year.

To be blunt, my cat is dying. She's 18 years old, I've had her for nearly 6 years, and it doesn't feel like enough. For the last month or so she's been less energetic but I assumed it was the summer heat making her lethargic, the way it does every year. She ate something that made her puke a bunch last week and slowed down eating, but today me and my husband gave her some wet cat food to see if it would help. For a brief period, it seemed like it did and she just needed to be swapped to wet food, nbd.
She puked it all up a few hours later, can barely walk, and is generally displaying end of life symptoms, and I hate it. I hate how unfair everything is, I hate that I just wanted a weekend to relax and ignore the outside world and actually focus on me and my husband and her, but now she's on her last legs and there's nothing I can do about it.

We're giving her until Monday to potentially pass on her own, after that we're putting her to sleep, I don't want her to suffer any longer than that.

No time would have been enough, but fuck, it hurts so bad.