If it wasn’t for Crookshanks, I’m not sure how long I would have been on my bed curled up with my arms around my knees. He had started to purr and rub against me. Pulling me from my existential crisis. Once I had been able to focus, I felt exhausted, to put it simply. I slowly pat him and he curled closer into me. Comforting me in my time of need. My sniffles and the loud purring from Crookshanks was all that filled my ears. I was eventually able to slowly get up and made my way to the bathroom. I splashed cold water onto my face to get rid of the tears and snot off my face. Glancing up into the mirror, all I could focus on was my royal purple eyes.