I have a 1.5 years old mischievous tabby boy cat.(my 2nd cat)
Although he bite my face (really hurts)or play with keyboards,drop books,
having him on my lap is real comfort.and gives me reason to live.

My former cat,passed at 19 years old in 2016,was 1 year old when the reason I got PTSD happened.he protected me.Didn't leave my side and tried to warm me.

Me and 1st cat were team to survive,and 2nd cat is doing cat's thing.I'm still having trouble building relationship with my 2nd cat,but I'm happy to having both of them.
(because I still have trust issue toward human.....) << This is my problem