I guess it was in the air... cooking up beneath a calm exterior.
I just had an argument with my mom.
It started off with something really stupid, with a misunderstanding because she wouldn't listen to something I had to say and got all worked up about nothing.
Thing is, I got to say most of what was in my chest that had been bothering me for a while (how she deals with my brother and sister, how she always complains about them to me, but never says anything to them), but I ended being really hurt by some of the things she said. I know I said hurtful things too, but for some reason, I always hold myself back and leave some things out not to hurt her, but those things still eat me inside, and I'm afraid one day they'll come up and it'll be... argh.
I really wish I could explain some more, but really, I wouldn't know what to say, because it's really hard to explain unless you are a part a of it. I guess that, no matter how hard you try, you just can't get some people, in spite of how much you love them, to understand how it is to be you, see things the way you do, make them understand how much they hurt you with some things they say... and you just give up trying, until one day all those issues rear their ugly heads and everything goes bad.
Ta.
Nadia.