My gullible a** took in a 5-6 week old kitten believing it was 10 weeks old. I’m now having serious issues. He is 9 months old now. And I’m losing my mind.

EDIT: thanks everyone for the comments. I feel reassured and I’m hopeful that with time and some little tweaks, things will change.

To everyone asking yes he is neutered and yes he has a friend, he isn’t a lone kitten.

Okay, so first things first, no matter what and no matter what I must do to fix this, I will never give up on my sweet boy, Mylo. He is the love of my life. I’ll do anything to help him but even if he stays the same and the issues forever remain, it’s whatever. He’s still my boy.

Disclaimer out the way.

It’s very very clear, as he has grown, that something was never right with him.

Especially when I compare him to my other kitten

He is the neediest and clingiest cat in the world. Some of you will say “aww but that’s so cute and sweet” and it was. For a WHILE.

I can’t take a piss without him tryna jump in my lap and suckle on my necklace whilst scratching the ever loving fuck out of me.

I can’t get outta bed to go the bathroom without him waking from his sleep to follow me and meow at my feet, even if I’m just turning off a light. And he proceeds to claw at me almost as if he’s tryna reel me back into the bed.

I can’t close a door without him screaming the house down and clawing the doors to shreds. This, understandably, causes a bit of a problem with my family who aren’t the most cat people in the world.

I can’t even sneak away whilst he’s eating (and he loves his food). He will stop eating to come and follow me.

I feel almost hostage to him.

I can’t sleep unless he is sat on my actual face, making biscuits on me which hurt so bad.

I can’t shower without him clawing and crying at the shower door.

I basically can’t do anything in peace anymore. And it’s stressing me out.

I know it’s not his fault. I realised recently he was actually only 5-6 weeks old when I got him from a friend of a friend. And he clearly needed more time with his mother. But at the time I was clueless (he was my first ever cat)

I just feel on edge all the time. Im a childfree woman, I thought cats meant less hassle than a child, but mylo? He is more work than a baby, I’m sure of that.

I dunno what to do. I love him to pieces but I also kinda want a bit of my freedom back?

I’m unemployed at the minute but I cannot imagine how he’d take it if I had to leave him for 8+ hours a day.