My mom treats our cats more like human beings than she treats me, her own son. my feelings don't matter. I get abused by my friends, tell her, and she doesn't support me, even takes their sides sometimes, but the minute I tell her they'd chase after my cats, she fucking despises them with all her being. And when I yell at her for it, she takes it as a personal attack and walks away saying that she "can't handle this right now" and bitches about being "overwhelmed." And she fucking wonders why I hate her? Don't even get me wrong tho I love my cats they're all I've got, I'm just tired of being treated more like a pet than they are that I feel like my life would be easier if we just didn't have them. I know my mom would never listen to me because she already doesn't, and if she had to get rid of me or the cats, she'd get rid of me. I feel so unloved by everyone I've ever known. My life was never meant to go well and I was never meant to be happy. Why do I always get the terrible people?