10/01/2026
Why pet loss sometimes breaks me open more than human loss does.
This piece feels so vulnerable for me to write and to say, but it matters, very strongly.
Sometimes, when I sit with someone who has lost an animal, I feel it more deeply than when I sit with someone who has lost a person.
I have questioned myself about this, wondered what it actually is saying about me as a counsellor. However the truth is, the more I listen, the more I understand why.
When a person dies, there is usually space made for grief, the world slows, people ask how you are, there are at times rituals, words, and permission to fall apart.
When an animal dies, that space often is not there.
I sit with people who are heartbroken yet apologetic for their pain.
People who speaks silencely about their grief, who feel they have to justify why it hurts so much, will often say “It was just a dog, or an animal” “I know it sounds silly.”
And every time, something deep inside of me aches for them, because I see what that animal really was to them.
I see the constant presence, the unconditional love, the quiet companionship that asked for nothing and gave everything.
For many people, their animal was their safe place, their routine, their reason for getting up, and sometimes, they were the only being who truly saw them.
And then there is euthanasia.
Even when it is the kindest choice available, even when it is done out of love and care, I feel the weight my clients carry, I can't help this as I'm only human too.
The guilt, the doubt, the moment they said yes and felt something inside them fracture. They did not just lose their animal they deeply loved, they feel responsible for the end of a life they adored.
That kind of grief does not stay in the head, it lives in the body, in the chest that feels tight, in the house that suddenly feels wrong, in the silence where a heartbeat used to be.
I think pet loss undoes us because it bypasses language simply because there are no neat explanations, no comforting clichés that work, just love and absence.
And perhaps that is why it stays with me so unconditionally and personally and because this grief is so often unseen, unacknowledged and carried alone.
If you are grieving an animal and wondering why it feels unbearable, please know this,
YOUR pain makes sense.
YOUR love was real.
YOUR grief deserves space.
YOUR feelings matters.
And if you are a professional, like myself, or a supporter who finds this kind of loss hits differently, that doesn’t mean that you are failing, it means you are truly present with something profoundly tender.
Pet loss matters.
And so does the grief that follows.
Be kind to yourself, always xx
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