My Cat Thinks He's My Therapist

Every time I have a meltdown, my cat, Mochi, appears out of nowhere like some furry, judgmental therapist. I’ll be mid-cry, face buried in a pillow, and suddenly there’s a soft paw on my back. It’s like he’s saying, “Again? Really?” But then he settles in, purring so loudly it drowns out my existential dread. Mochi doesn’t care about my deadlines or the fact that I just spilled coffee on my laptop (again). He just wants head scratches and maybe a treat. It’s honestly kind of humbling to realize my biggest supporter has a brain the size of a walnut and still manages to show up for me more consistently than most humans. I used to think I rescued him, but now I’m pretty sure he’s the one keeping me together. Who knew emotional support could come with whiskers and a side of cat hair on everything I own? #PetTherapy #CatsOfTheWorld #MentalHealth #FurryFriends #Relatable #Pets