She won again!
This time, I was going to fight back. I was determined to speak my mind.
It was like a tennis match, where I was being served aces and smashes.
It was too much and I knew she was enjoying it.
My mother left the room and I immediately felt a combination of frustration and hopelessness hover over me.
What is the point!
I felt a burning sensation as the tears came closer to the surface, but I managed to hold them back.
Instead I put my ear phones in and zoned out.
Just another day with mom!