One time, when the Snarl was very young and very cranky and defiantly yelled, "NOBODY loves me!" I gathered her up in my arms, only to get kicked and bit for my concern. I persisted and she collapsed in a heap, sobbing, "nobody DOES love me!" And I could relate. I had felt that way once or twice.
So I persisted in trying to gather her in and asked, "Does anybody love you?" She thought for a bit and then allowed as how maybe Velcro the cat, also prone to snarliness, loved her.
That became one of our things in times of trouble. I would get as close as I could and ask, sometimes teasingly, sometimes quietly, "Does anybody love you?"