Something similar happened on Sunday. It was a normal morning and I did what I do every day as soon as I woke up. I brushed my teeth, Washed my face, And prepared breakfast. I was drinking coffee when things went to shit.
I'll give you some context, I had a family gathering yesterday and I met my cousin after 14 years and we're of similar age. We had a long conversation and we started vibing the second we spoke to each other. Skip to Sunday, Mum started asking me what my cousin and I spoke about because she had not overheard our conversation.
I tell her that we had a lot of mutual friends on Instagram and that we were talking about our interests and our college life. Mum starts asking me if I told him that I failed math and dropped out for a year and I affirmed it but telling her that I brought up the said topic but what she didn't hear was me telling her that I told my cousin I had failed. The entire this was a misunderstanding between my mum and me.
She started going all out on me because she thought I hadn't brought up the topic of me having failed math as she wanted me to tell the truth but I had mentioned it to her beforehand and she wasn't listening properly. Mum started bringing up all the bad things I had done in the past.
I did not want to argue with her so I kept my mouth shut and tried to ignore whatever she was saying. I consider myself a pretty calm person and there isn't much that annoys me, Irritates me, Or sends me over the edge. But then, There came a point where something clicked inside me and I just couldn't keep my mouth shut anymore and I spoke up.
It doesn't matter how calm of a person you are because there is always something that makes you lose control and break down or go absolutely ballistic, And that is exactly what happened on Sunday.
Long story short, I ended up having an argument with her, And a lot of hurtful things were thrown at each other. I went out because walking or being around dogs help me calm down. I did not come back home until it was 10:30 at night. I had gone to Airlines to meet Cheeku and it pretty much calmed me down to the point where I felt normal.
We are not speaking to each other as I'm typing this out right now but I still love Mum and I know that things will go back to being normal after a few days but the wound is going to be fresh for a while.
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