I So Hate My Mom

Before she died, I remember the last time I saw her & need to get that off my chest.
So, she decided to come over drunk as hell & beat the crap out of me. But, the last time she came over before she died of an O.D, I faught back. She ended up choking me while holding me down on the bed & my uncle trying to get her off & her giving him a punch to the nose. She ended up getting a fork & stabbing me in the thigh with it & that was the last straw for me. I already went completely mad cause of her & I’d be damned if she got away with it again. So, I kicked her in her crotch, pushed her off me. She banged my head against the wall but I ended up pushing her harder & my uncle grabbed her arms from behind & led her to the door & literally tossed her out. He called the cops after that & they got he away. I was sitting on the floor still, & my uncle helped me up & took care of my wounds. My head was bleeding from a cut from the wall, my nose was bleeding too & my leg was cut pretty bad. My uncle ( being the father that he is ) gave me a huge hug, picked me up & of course I asked if he was ok & offered him some ice. He said he loves me with all his heart & that I was very brave. I told him I love him too & we both kinda chilled for the rest of the night. Just had to get that off my chest.