I hate my brother, I hate him, I hate him, I hate him, I hope I never have to see him again why does he keep going back to jail he's such a fucking asshole he doesn't care I hate him so much

I really dislike Christmas, not bc of the meaning or anything like that. I lost my mom at 12 and my dad at 17, been on my own since. I'm 20 now, and it's really hard to stay above water with no parents, and very little support from either sides of my family. It's like once my parents died, I didn't have anything attaching me to the others, so they just stopped trying. It's like when my mom and dad died they just threw me and my brother to the wolves even tho we were still kids. I have to go see them for Christmas and I hate it. I don't wanna do anything. I hate Christmas bc my mom and dad aren't here anymore. I also can't afford gifts, so I really don't wanna go if I can't bring anything. An

My cat died of a genetic kidney thing and I'm so scared his siblings have it too. We're taking them to the vet to get checkups, but we have to space it out so it's affordable. I'm so anxious and sad my heart hurts.

Sometimes I hate my brother, but I love my big brother. He's been a role model for me my whole life, we've played Minecraft on split screen, he's chased me after I stole his toys, he's let me sit in his room while he plays on his Xbox before I annoy him and kick him out, I've crushed on his friends and he's noticed, I've studied with him at the kitchen table, EVERYTHING. But after he moved out around 3 years back after graduating, I can't help but feel that I annoy him. I secretly got Instagram, and I added him, sending him reels, and just wanting to talk sometimes since he's my brother. But he would barely reply. Then he unadded me. As if I'm not his little sister that he doesn't live with.

i’m currently 7 months pregnant this is my first baby.. i was pregnant before a year ago but i lost the baby early on i can’t seem to feel happy because i feel like the odds are against me , i have had issues and instability since i found out and i feel like i can’t be happy just in case i loose this baby … my living situation went down hill i had my own place but was laid off for company reasons (everyone was laid off) i moved in with a relative and one of them smokes fentanyl i brought it up multiple times if they can do it else where but they don’t listen and do it in the house it’s frustrating i haven’t even saved money or bought anything for the baby i just feel like the traumatic loss

This family of in-law control freaks are stressing me out so much, why can’t any of them self reflect?