Cereal

  After years of being told I was a piece of shit, one morning my mother was yelling about how terrible I was and how I wasn't perfect enough, I'll never forget looking down at my bowl of cereal and saying in my head, "When is this going to stop?" I got up from the table pushed her to the floor pointed my finger at her and said "If you ever talk to me that way again....." I can't remeber what else I said.