When Grief Looks and Feels Like Depression

When my cat died, I thought I was depressed

Yoshi in a box photo by the author

A few weeks ago, I had to put my 18-year-old cat, Yoshi, to sleep. Since then, I’ve been in mourning. All my coping mechanisms have disappeared, and the slightest thing — a picture, a smell, or even a clicking sound, will be a painful reminder he’s no longer here.