I don't recommend it. Two years on I can still feel how cold they were. Their head had fallen back and I had to fight their seized neck muscles to open their airway. The gurgling sound of air escaping their mouth sounded like gasping and as I lay them on their back, about to start compressions their eyes fluttered rapidly. Then the smell came. I was the last person to speak to them and I got there too late.

That's what this one was about: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/39834318/

Police grief counseling is worth nothing. Fuck me for missing a single call from a private number though. Obviously a callback wouldn't be necessary.

I haven't dealt with this in a healthy manner. It's kind of fucken wild to have boomers reposting the image I made to express my isolation after losing a friend to inform their cunt regressive friends that they ought to ignore the gross furry who'd been delivering a barrage of absolutely ruinous chirps in their direction for several hours. Some of them gender me correctly tho so that's nice. I'll just hold on to that while I'm staring at the ghost on the inside of my eyelids every night.

You deserved so much better. Love you M.