Originally Posted by MkittJD

Hi everyone

Just going to cut to the chase here: 6 months ago a kitten adopted me. She was 5 weeks young, black, and beautiful. The problem is my apartment didn't allow pets, but I just had to keep her. I was in a very dark place in my life and I literally had no one. I know people say this all the time but I truly mean it. My friends had all drifted away (college had sent us in different directions) and the rift between my family and I had gotten bigger for reasons I won't get into. Point is I was absolutely miserable; I spent my days doing absolutely nothing. It was a mix of forcing myself to eat, staring into the ceiling thinking of things I could do, but wouldn't, and mostly crying. I may have been depressed but was too proud to seek help.

But then she came into my life and I had found a new purpose. I was eager to get up again, I was active, I constantly kept the house clean and I was able to laugh again. For once it felt great to be responsible. She in return gave me much happiness, and she even brought me closer to my family (my mom and older sister claim to hate her but I always catch them playing with her). I know it was wrong of me to keep her despite knowing the lease wouldn't allow it, so I immediately began my hunt for pet-friendly apartments. Much to my luck a friend was moving in to town so the rent was going to be much less than anticipated.

However, problems have surfaced and long story short I cannot keep her at the new place either. Now I am at a loss for direction. I love her, she is my baby and I want to keep her.. but there have been days where I felt it would be best to give her up (for her sake but certainly not mine), but I have not been able to do it. I've been crying for weeks now losing sleep over it. As a result, I failed my finals for the spring semester and completely missed enrollment for fall. I just want to keep her and I don't understand why apartments are being so strict. She is well-behaved. She hasn't caused any sort of damage to property (only my arms and legs) and she is very quiet; not a nuisance to me or my neighbors at all. So a friend told me about the possibility of admitting her as an ESA.

She truly is a huge source of support but since I had been living without a pet for years in this apartment I'm not sure if management will question my integrity--even though I had truly been miserable for all those years. I also don't know if it's even acceptable to just approach a therapist and tell them about the situation just to acquire this doctor's note, but I sincerely do need her. What do you guys think?