Less than 2 weeks of "family" drama.....oh the motherfucking joy -_-

Life has never been easy for me, but then again, has it really been easy for any of us? Let me put it this way, I found out roughly a month ago that I was expecting. Of course, I was scared, but just like the first time I was pregnant while living with my mother, I was expected to get an abortion, and the man I believed to be the father was willing to pay for the procedure. I went to visit my ex who lives over an hour away to try and work things out, I then begin receiving messages stating that because some guy is lying I'm not going to have a place to live, and I have my elderly aunt threatening me. It becomes an argument, and I try to encourage my mother to stand up for herself, because it was my cousin who took it upon herself to throw me out of my mother's apartment and I was under the impression that my mother had the final say. My mother responded by telling me to go fuck myself and that she isn't afraid of anyone and things like that. All I said to encourage her was; ma, you've gotta pick your battles, its your house, therefore your decision, you let her run your life and I can see that it makes you miserable you're stronger than this; and still she continued to shut me and my encouraging words down. I was raised to respect my elders, and I'll admit it, I'm not happy or proud about what I said to my 75 year old great aunt, but I had to stand up for myself sometime, I did in fact tell her that she needed a hearing aid and for her to go fuck herself because I was completely done with their "family". I thought family was supposed to be there for one another no matter what the situation, but as soon as shit gets rough and my cousin's "billy bad ass" wants to come out and play they all pussy out and let her do whatever the fuck she wants and get away with it. Dennis and his family have since allowed me to live here with them, Dennis and I are now back together, and so far so good, we did hit a pretty big hurdle when I lost the baby, but we're still going strong. When Dennis, his mother and I went to get my things we made sure to have an officer present because of the threatening, my aunt refused to allow me to gather my things because I had sworn at her... I know that you aren't supposed to interrupt when a police officer is speaking to someone, but I had to...she really thinks that because I swore at her, that gives her the 'right' to not allow me to get my stuff, I told her that not only is threatening someone a crime, it is an even harsher offense if the person being threatened is 1-a minor child, 2-elderly, 3-disabled, 4-pregnant. The officer then asked me to head outside and said that he would talk with me in a minute. When he got to the truck, he said that I would be allowed to get my belongings when my mother arrived home, and had suggested himself that I call for another officer to keep things under control because, in the officer's exact words "She's being uncooperative, and I really don't wanna take an elderly woman to jail". I guess I just find it funny that after all this, they still expect me to bend over and kiss their asses. And even funnier still, they then take it upon themselves to try and start drama between myself and my older sister, thinking she won't call me to confront me, so we actually ended up comparing notes, and they're looking for drama. Its like they feed off of it. Some family, huh? But I think you all have read enough about my family drama for one post.