My parrot suddenly died a week ago. Now I want to get another pet to replace my friend, yet I feel so weak. Losing them feels like losing family, even if it’s a parrot, or a hamster! On the other hand, there’s nothing like coming home and having someone waiting for you, always happy to see you, just to cuddle, sit on your shoulder, or beg for food. Our relationships with animals aren’t the same as with human friends. There’s no financial interest or intellectual aspect to it. Pets love us unconditionally, like children love their parents. We don’t have to pretend around them, we can be ourselves in our purest, most naked form. Vulnerable and sincere. When they leave us, it’s impossible to replace that void with anything; there’s nothing like it. The free and perfect love and joy pets bring us goes straight to the heart. Their only goal is to please us, to comfort in their awkward ways. They want very little and give much more.

I had a golden retriever for 9 years (before I got a parrot). She helped me through a lot of difficult times in my life. We moved from city to city, we went hiking together, she was always with me. I adopted a parrot weeks after her death and felt guilty about it for a long time. I physically needed to have a “replacement” in my home, I didn’t find the courage to adopt another dog. It felt almost like betraying my love for Romy.

And now I’m facing a similar situation. I’m not emotionally ready to have another pet, at the same time I hate waking up in an empty flat. Don’t know what to do. I can’t live without a pet, yet I can’t lose any more of my family members 😭

My greetings to all!!! I see here, on the site, write their problems!!! and I decided to write...I am already old enough...I have a wife, and I'm so used to her already...that it seems she is not like a woman already...just nativeSex with her stopped working a long time ago. My wife was jealous, thinking I was cheating on her. But no! I explained everything to her...So we lived until I fell in love...Everything would have been banal if I had not fallen in love with the heroine of my computer game. I don't know whether it was the beer or something else....But that's how it is!!! She is unparalleled!!! sexy, omnipotent, and I play her myself in the game.... but there is only one minus - she is unattainable and unnatural.... it strengthens my unrequited love...My wife felt that I fell in love...checked my phone, computer and found nothing.... When I got dreamy and stopped paying attention to my wife, she had a scandal and pressured me. I confessed to her that I was in love with the heroine of a computer game... Do you think she believed me? No! She was offended that I was cheating. So, in her opinion, there is no such thing! She laughed for a long time, and then got angry...What should I do? I told my wife the truth, she doesn't believe me...My love can't reciprocate...and my feelings are strong...even stronger because unrequited....

I'm pretty sure that you can't find a wife by specifically engaging in "selection" as experts advise. I didn't get married for a long time. I didn't see any worthy women. And I was busy with my career, business. I wasn't lonely, not ugly, I found and lost mistresses. My mom tormented me with requests for a grandchild, my dad with requests to settle down and become a family man. I didn't see a suitable girl around. And I didn't want to marry just anyone. All the correspondence on the Internet led to nothing, so you could only find boredom or entertainment. My friends told me that I was a perfectionist and showed me an example: "I'm already married, and we have children". I felt like they were "outmaneuvering" me. I thought a lot about why this was happening. I even went to a psychologist, a woman by the way. After talking for 1 hour, I realized that everything was normal with me, but why my wife was not there was unclear. I went to a coach, and heard that it is necessary to "remove internal barriers" and imagine that it is already there. I thought, how can I imagine that I already have a wife? Start being afraid of coming home on time? Give all the money to the nightstand by the bed? Come home and start yelling "where's dinner?" and not finding it, get offended. And go to see his real lover, Liusa. My mother obliged me to go to another psychologist, after which the situation became even more confused. I heard a lot of unnecessary information that I "repeat the scenario of my ancestors", have "complexes", "it is necessary to make an image of my beloved", and it is necessary to come to her 50 times and then everything will be fine. Finally tortured by human stupidity, I decided to go to a fortune teller, why, I do not understand at all. The fortune teller laid out the cards, and briefly said "you will soon meet your destiny...". I rejoiced and asked: "where?" The fortune-teller replied: "She is already walking around". I was intrigued and the next day I started looking around to see where she was. I walked, thinking, towards the office. And I felt a car splashing me hard as it drove by. I was indignant, saw that it was a car from the parking lot of our company and got mad. A girl ran out of the car and started to wipe me off and apologize. She surprised me and pissed me off at once, and I liked her looks very much. It turned out she worked in the neighboring department, but I, thinking, always went by....That's how I got married. I believe that psychologists are not able to help in this, it should happen by itself.  

I just found out that she died in a car accident. Her mother and son both survived... Not today, it happened last week. I found out from our mutual friend two days ago. After all these years... she's just gone. I haven't seen her for a very long time, but the memories are flooding back. We were very young. She was my first and only college crush. I never told her how I felt. The last time I saw her, it was just a chance encounter in a shop. She was with her little son, and she looked content. I knew she was married, and I had accepted that she had moved on. But now, knowing that she's gone, a part of me is missing too. I always loved her. Or maybe it was the idea of her – of us together. So many times I thought what would have been if… if I had enough courage... If she hadn’t married right after college. I was too afraid of rejection, of ruining our friendship. And now she'll never know how much she meant to me. I wish I’d told her. She was the one who made me believe in love. She made me want to be a better man. It's too late. I'm left here with all these unspoken words and unfulfilled dreams… I downloaded this app to finally tell someone. I’d give up my world to see her one more time..