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A few days ago, I posted about how I witnessed a cat get hit by a car. I dont want to go in to details again. This only happened a few days ago. It’s been messing with my mind.
The day after the incident, I drove by and it was still there. I contacted the city, and provided location and description. After I got out of work I drove by and it was gone. I thought ok good. They cleaned him up. Now I don’t have to see it and be reminded every time.
However, it has stayed with me since. Every time I take that route I can still see it running across street and getting run over by a blue car turning left. I can’t get over that image. It haunts me. And it’s almost like I get triggered every time I see an orange cat. It has gotten to the point where every time Im in that particular street I start feeling my heart racing, I get tense, and have that strong sense of fear that while I’m driving another animal will run out from under the parked cars, and this time I will be the one to hit it. I start slowing down. This is only when I’m driving through THAT street. I can’t take another route because it will either take longer for me to get to my destination since some streets lead to other areas that don’t connect home/work. I don’t think I’m traumatized, at least that’s what I’m trying to convince myself. I know there are people who have probably witnessed worse, but to me that was a devastating thing to witness, even more that I couldn’t do anything about it. And now it’s like I’m always seeing animals running across the street. This morning after dropping off my daughter at my parents house I saw a cat that looked like it was about to dart through the street. I couldn’t help it. Before pulling out I got out of my car and shoo’ed it away from the sidewalk. I didn’t pull out until I’ve seen it sitting on a bench. People drive super fast down my parents neighborhood, and there’s a lot of roaming cats. This experience has made me nervous to be out driving even though I wasn’t the one that ran over that cat. I know this is probably ridiculous and some may think it’s not a big deal. I have a huge soft spot for animals, especially cats. And I hate seeing suffering. I wished to have never witnessed something so vulnerable lose it’s life in an instant... That ginger kitty deserved better. I will be driving home in a few, I can feel my heart racing.
The day after the incident, I drove by and it was still there. I contacted the city, and provided location and description. After I got out of work I drove by and it was gone. I thought ok good. They cleaned him up. Now I don’t have to see it and be reminded every time.
However, it has stayed with me since. Every time I take that route I can still see it running across street and getting run over by a blue car turning left. I can’t get over that image. It haunts me. And it’s almost like I get triggered every time I see an orange cat. It has gotten to the point where every time Im in that particular street I start feeling my heart racing, I get tense, and have that strong sense of fear that while I’m driving another animal will run out from under the parked cars, and this time I will be the one to hit it. I start slowing down. This is only when I’m driving through THAT street. I can’t take another route because it will either take longer for me to get to my destination since some streets lead to other areas that don’t connect home/work. I don’t think I’m traumatized, at least that’s what I’m trying to convince myself. I know there are people who have probably witnessed worse, but to me that was a devastating thing to witness, even more that I couldn’t do anything about it. And now it’s like I’m always seeing animals running across the street. This morning after dropping off my daughter at my parents house I saw a cat that looked like it was about to dart through the street. I couldn’t help it. Before pulling out I got out of my car and shoo’ed it away from the sidewalk. I didn’t pull out until I’ve seen it sitting on a bench. People drive super fast down my parents neighborhood, and there’s a lot of roaming cats. This experience has made me nervous to be out driving even though I wasn’t the one that ran over that cat. I know this is probably ridiculous and some may think it’s not a big deal. I have a huge soft spot for animals, especially cats. And I hate seeing suffering. I wished to have never witnessed something so vulnerable lose it’s life in an instant... That ginger kitty deserved better. I will be driving home in a few, I can feel my heart racing.