So, about the time I cut off my antidepressants, my mom and my sister decided to buy a dog without asking me. I was mad when they mentioned it, but then the dog came into my life and became one of my major sources of happiness. I never believed in it until now, but it really is like what they say, dogs are really a bundle of joy... Anyway, this dog must have had like a rough past, because she has some behavioral issues. Although I didn't like her at first, she really became a major part of my life, and even at some point, it was the only thing keeping me alive, too. She's literally the last source of my happiness left, being with her distracts me from my thoughts and brings me joy. So yeah, she has some issues, but she causes me absolute happiness and that was supposed to be the point, right? But no, my mom really is an oblivious cruel woman sometimes. Basically she wants to give away the do now, after all those months trying to convince me. After all those months of getting used to it. She knows the dog's making me happy, or at least helps me live an illusion of a happy version of my life, and she wants to give it away! She says that she's had enough with it's issues and stuff; and practically me and my sister look after the thing! And now I'm back to being sad, although the dog is still here I am in constant fear. She must have realized that, too, because whenever the dog or I do something wrong she threatens to give it away. This may seem silly or childish, but honest to God, this dog is the only thing that is keeping me alive at the moment, she needed me and I need her in my life. I tried talking about this to my mom, but all she does is not to listen and keep threatening me. What should I do? I don't know. I suppose no one will read this, but I needed to vent.