This is so true, and so sad. I knew my cats knew something was wrong with me about 2yrs ago. One day I don't think I got out of bed, Cept to feed them breakfast & change the water. Then I got back into bed & slept for 12h… at 7pm when I usually give them dinner they didn't pester me for it. Rather they both came and sat on my bed, I'll never forget how one of them actually walked up to me, & tapped me 2 times & let out a quiet, squeaky, broken meow. It was like I knew he was asking me if I was okay. He also knew I wasn't and layed down right next to me. I did of course get up to feed them, but they immediately returned to the bed after eating. I could feel they were concerned. It was one of the only times I've felt cared for in the past few years.
I don't think my family likes me. I believe the see me as a sick person who they don't want to disturb. I've 2 siblings, but 1 is a step brother, and to say he doesn't care would be an understatement. Shame. I have another brother & he is very successful in his job & is in a long term relationship. I've not seen my family in over two years. However my mom & stepdad do go to visit my brother 2-3 times a year. I don't blame them, at least they can have a good time with my brother.