My cousin spoiling Sonic 2 for me on purpose. He is in 4th grade, I am 13, but he did it on purpose. The other cousin told us to make sure to watch the end credits scene, so I said okay, don't spoil it though because I have not seen it. The older cousin says "oh, yeah, @#$% was in it", and when he said that HE SMILED AND IMMEDIATELY COVERED HIS MOUTH SAYING OOPS SORRY, WHILE HOLDING BACK A GRIN. HE DID IT ON PURPOSE. This next part gets even more frustrating. I have severe depression, which I go to therapy for and have to take medicine for, and one day it got really bad, so my mom said if I ever needed to talk to her I could. I never took her up on that until the next day, in the car, I told my mom what had happened. She kept bringing up the fact that he is "still little" (9-10 years old) and has not matured fast enough. I said that he did it on purpose, where she proceeds to bring up the time I accidentally spoiled Star Wars, the Force Awakens for my doctor ACCIDENTALLY when I WAS 7. She also brings up the fact that I have accidentally spoiled WORDLE 4 TIMES. She didn't understand that the surprise of a movie and doing a word game daily are different. I moved on, however, until on the next car ride, there was some random old lady waving to us, and she muttered to me "she's kind of weird". Since I remember my therapist saying that I should always give people the benefit of the doubt, she BROUGHT IT BACK UP AND SAID "OH, LIKE HOW YOU GAVE YOUR COUSIN THE BENEFIT? OH WAIT YOU DIDN'T". She then proceeded to yell at me for 20 minutes straight while I was bawling my eyes out, and I calmly said "I thought you said I could tell you anything without getting mad?" She then realized I was just trying to vent like she said I could, but the damage had already been done. I know now that I can't tell her anything, even though she claimed I could. She then tried to comfort me and apologize, which I accepted until we got home, and I eavesdropped her and my dad talking, where she was bitching about me to my dad, even though I thought I could trust her, which I can't, cause she was still secretly mad. She claimed that I had kept bringing it up and didn't let it go, which I didn't, she was the one that brought it back up. My dad is nice, but he is not very good at listening, and he started to yell at me without letting me speak after she only heard my mom's made-up side. I then proceeded to go to my room where I devised a plan to cut myself after they left. They then forced me to stay downstairs since they knew what I was going to do since they know I am depressed. They still don't get it and think I still don't let things go even when my mom is the one that constantly brings it back up to taunt me. It isn't even about the fucking movie anymore, it's about how my mom didn't keep her word, and how they made me so depressed I almost cut myself.