Blerh

Once quite a few years back now, my mum was yelling at me and something broke inside my head.

I cried and screamed constantly for about two hours or so. Nothing could stop me. Not being yelled at. Not being forced to walk around whilst being shushed. Not being apologised to profusely.

In the end I just stopped. I was just done. I felt like a husk, but pure and cleansed and broken.

I… I don’t know why I remembered that this morning. It just came.