Fault
I screamed at my mother, not meaning to lose my cool. I was fed up with the years of ambiguity and hiding the truth from me. I told her she could have protected me and chose not to. I told her she could have not beaten me, but did so anyway. She told me she had problems and I should pity her instead of angry.
I told her she could have protected me and chose not to. She told me she had problems and I should pity her instead of angry. I was fed up with the years of ambiguity and hiding the truth from me. I screamed at my mother, not meaning to lose my cool. I told her she could have not beaten me, but did so anyway.