>>33529233 (OP)
At 14
We were poor.
Instead of confronting me, a teacher directly called my mother about rolling my eyes at him.
Some kids get grounded, or forced to apologize.
My mother forgot to tell me what I was accused of, and since no one told me, I didn't know what to confess to.
So she took scissors to every electronic wire of a used Nintendo 64, that I bought with my own money, that I had had for only 2 weeks, in an attempt to extract a confession that I had no idea of.
I was still forced to apologize. I wasn't grounded, because that was just how my life was to begin with. No friends, just bussed to school and back. Completely isolated.
Only much later did I understand that at that time I was a scapegoat for all the kids my mother herself could not punish, as she was an inner-city teacher too.
I'm stuck in that moment, and it was 20 years ago.
My father eventually divorced her and cited this event. There was so many more events like this. That wasn't the first, just the moment I woke up.
My mothers various mental illnesses should have had her siblings stopping her from having kids. I've cut her off, and when she dies I will publicly piss directly into her coffin at the wake.
I'm still paying for my mothers curses.
The only reason I don't kill myself, is because there's no guarantee it won't get worse, and the relogious types like to twist the knife of that anxiety.
