Down to a couple of days to go with no one willing to take in my cat. On one hand Jay (the dumper) is pressuring me to take the cat and on the other my parents are unwilling to take her. Since I do not have a place to live, this really sucks. Can't send her to SPCA.
Will perhaps have to feel like a complete shit bag and talk my parents into smuggling her into their apartment.
The other option is to sub-let the basement which Jay and I had shared before. He is currently living in it still, but will be off on vacation for a few months. So, the question now is whether I could stay in the place we shared before without going into a complete slum period. My living there would definitely solve the entire cat issue.
And the answer is, no. I can't live there. Too many blasted memories. It would be suicide.
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