I hate my sister and mother. I have a cat who is 14 and is going to be put down tommorrow. My sister and mom keep giving me grief and saying I’m a horrible person and I didn’t pay enough attention to her. I’m 13 years old, so the cat is older than I am. I had the cat dumped onto me after my parents divorce when I was 5, and when I was 7 she was my responsibility because my mom didn’t want to take care of her even after she fought so desperately in court for me and the pets. I had to feed her, change her litter, and give her my attention 24/7. Of course, I love her more than life itself. Even though I love her, a 7 year old doesn’t have a clue how to take care of a living creature, so she was subjected to a pretty harsh life. She was thrown outside for 3 months, living in the garage because my mom had this weird thing where she thought our cats had given everyone bugs because she started getting a rash(No, not everyone, it was just her getting a rash, turns out, she had skin problems and my cats had nothing to do with it.) Now my cats back legs have given out and she can’t walk, so I have to take her everywhere, to pee, to eat, to drink, to sleep. Mind you, I’m an honors student going to a school you have to test into. My cat is going to be put down pretty soon, so to avoid crying my eyes out, I try not to think about it. My sister and mom come into my room every five minutes though and start telling me I’m a spoiled brat who doesn’t care about the cat and never did. I keep my mouth shut though, even though I think about killing myself every second, this cat was the sole reason I kept living, without here I’m probably going to kill myself eventually. My mom says I’m faking it and says she’s the real victim. When the vet said my cat doesn’t have to long to live, she burst into tears and said how she’s always alone and how everyone is so unfair. To be specific, she had a tantrum. This is a common occurance for her.In every argument we’ve ever had, I have to be the adult while she starts crying and whining like a child. I always have to apologize to her for being a burden. I hate her and my sister so much. I don’t want to list the things my sister has done, because it’s a bit traumatic(I’m sure you get the picture.) But I do, however, think I am a bad person myself. I’ve come to terms with that, so If I have to continue living, even for a little bit, I’ll make their lives as hellish as possible. I’ll make my life’s purpose to make their lives miserable. Haha, anyways, thanks for listening to me rant.