the phone update

so, a day ago, my sister told me that the passcode didnt work, and i asked why she needed it and she said it didnt matter, so i lied again, and didnt know what to do. so i used my dads phone to text my auntie and asked her if she found it, she said she didnt have it, (even though it was the first time i asked her in almost and entire month, she acted like i had been asking her everyday) and i told her that my "sister" was asking for the passcode, and turns out that my sister and taken it, and was selling it to my other auntie's boyfriend, and she was leading me to believe that my auntie (the one that took it the first time) wanted the passcode and i was gonna get it back, now i had a really toxic boyfriend that i met on discord, and i had screenshots of our conversations and stuff on the phone, and also some interesting images, so i really didnt want any of that being seen. and i started crying because i felt betrayed, because my sister lied to me, and so did my other auntie. i wouldt have found out it was being sold unless i asked the first auntie, but i felt so conflicted because my sister said if i didnt tell her then she would have to tell my mom, then as i was crying sitting with my dad, my sister tells me to come here, so i do and she was messaging who she was selling it to, and he said if i didnt tell him the passcode he was gonna break into it and send all of the stuff in there to my mom. so i told him the passcode, but that i knew how to reset it without going into it. so i was stressed and crying, and so i go upstairs and i smoke this half smoked cig i found on the ground when i was walking back from a friends house, and i guess i wasnt outside of the window good enough, because the smell traveled to my brothers room who came up and got mad at me, and then my sister came and she called my auntie, who said to tell my dad, who came up, and i cried and told him everything and the reason i wanted a phone so bad, (ill explain later if i remember or if im not lazy) and he told me that what my sister and other auntie and her boyfriend did was mean, and that he would let me have his old phone once he got his new one, as long as i quit smoking and theres no funny business on it. but anyways, the other day my mom decided to do a room check, and for some reason they went through my vent notebook, which my mom promised she wasnt ever going to go through, and i have intrusive thoughts, that were really bad before, (this was also around the time i was dating my discord boyfriend,) and alot of my intrusive thoughts are purely violent and sexual, and i dont know why, but all of these drawings took place from august to november, and they ripped out the sexual ones and showed my mom who showed my physciatrist she said it was "for my safety" except they were majority of my sexual vent drawings, i had alot of violent and sh drawings that were left alone, and i came home and i was being blamed for stealing this kids phone, even though i hadnt, and my sister was so sure it was me, she told on me for smoking, and that kind of backfired on her because my mom got mad at her for not telling her and instead telling my dad, and i knew who stole the phone, but i didnt want to get him in trouble, or myself in trouble by him, so i waited until he left and i told them that my brother took it, i saw it have it that morning, and so they go search for it, and sure enough he did have it, my sister got mad at me for not saying so sooner because it could have saved "all this trouble" and by all this trouble she means the trouble she got in for not telling on me, but its her fault, she couldve just not said anything. but now this morning, im being blamed for stealing juice boxes, because there was "one in my garbage" even though i havent, and they all are blaming me and saying im lying, even though im not, and there was never one in my garbage, because I would have seen it myself, but i never have seen a juice box in my garbage, so thats fun :). i fucking hate this family.