So last night we were at my cousins house opening presents and we were having a fun time until we got on the topic of cats and I had a Kitten named Pierce (he’s still alive) and me and Lily started arguing because he took Pierce from me, Pierce won’t come in my room anymore, he runs away every time I move, he stoped sleeping next to me. I was given Pierce as a gift so I wouldn’t go back to the mental hospital and it was after my Guinea Pug had died and Lily knew that, so when we started arguing he said “It’s not my fault he loves me more than he ever loved you” and it hurt me a bunch so I stormed out of the house so I wouldn’t say anything I regretted and I sat in the car and started crying. Then today when I came out of my room he thought I would have forgotten about it but I didn’t and when he started talking to me I snapped at him and told him to leave me alone and he got pissed and said “I don’t even know why you’re mad at me” even tho he knew exactly why I’m mad at him and when I told him he said “It’s true tho. He doesn’t love you and it’s not my fault he loves me instead” and I snapped and said “Fuck you, you fucking bitch I wish you were never my brother” and he said “Fuck you too, your the worst sister ever and I wish you were never born” (That didn’t hurt me because I wish it too about myself) and I stood still he walked away and my dad told me I need to be nice to him and I told him no I’m not going to be nice to him then they left and went to the store to get stuff for his birthday party tomorrow and I was watching my little brother and when they got back home I went outside to help my other brother Connor get his presents out of the car that we left in there from last night and I shoved past Lily and my dad told me to be nice to Lily again and I said no then I locked myself in my room again and we’re at my cousins house now he tried talking to me again and I said “Fuck off” and he got mad at me and stormed off nothing else has happened yet but if anything else does then I’ll make another post. The only reason I’m so upset is because I finally had a cat that was only mine and he took it from me and he was my cuddle buddy when I was upset or when I missed my hubby and Pierce calmed me down when I was having really strong emotions, anxiety attacks or panic attacks and he helped me fall asleep easily when he was next to me and the other thing is whenever I cut myself he knew and laid down on my arm and would lick my arm and when I went back to the mental hospital I cut a little more and missed him doing that so I continued a lot. (That’s all I’m gonna talk about for right now bye)