mother often yells at me.. for the slightest wrong doing...
i dont understand why im always yelled at..
why am i treated differently to the others...
she often threatens to ground me.. especially when my elbows are on the table at dinner... but she never does that to the others...
we fought again this evening.. and the same thing... why does my heart start racing when i see that wine glass.. why can i feel the shards piercing me... why do i feel like she will throw it at me.. my chest feels like rubber bands tightening around it...
i dont understand why
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