Facing the lion of my life

Feb 28, 2003 00:05

tonight i had a fight with my mom and it was sort of like every other one of her rages. She cursed me off for no reason and gave me lectures about shit in her slurded, drunken, speech, but tonight there was something different about it. I had somewhere else to be in case of this, so i wasn't scared anymore of her. I told her to shut up and even though that doesn't seem bad, it was one of the first retaliations that i've ever given her. She got really pissed and came toward me , but still i wasn't scared. I straight up tackled the bitch after she took the first swing at me and connecting with my eye. I wrestled her drunken ass to the ground, because i could and i didn't have to deal with her shit afterwards. I'm at danielle's now and i feel like i have a proper sanctuary for this kind of situation. For that i feel relieved and i now have a new a feeling to add to that....safe
My books are still at my house as well as the rest of the shit that i left behind, i didn't even tie my boots when i left, but i'm glad i did and i'm glad i stood up to her shit for once. HA! i beat you down bitch! there i said it.
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