My son continually back chats me, always has a cocky answer for everything, is sarcastic and cheeky with me.

He also asks me things and then answers them whether correct or not, while I am still talking.

This morning was the last straw. I told him to do something and he had yet another chirp for me. I picked up a dining room table chair and threw it across the room (not at my son). Then I just started screaming and screaming while punching the table and punching myself.

I can't take anymore. And what I did was unforgivable.

I don't deserve to be a mother.

I should not be a mother.

I don't want to do this anymore.

I
just
don't.