I´m good now.. I don´t see him anymore now that I don´t live at home anymore. I do miss the cat but I don´t want to go back there alone. And my mom doesn´t want to see me anyway... I´m feeling a little better today atleast, physically. I thought it would be something I didn´t have to worry or think to much about anymore after my brother turned our father in. It seems an impossible thing to talk about. Just thinking about that makes me break out in sweat :/