I was in the bathroom with a belt. Contemplating.

You know what my mom did? She called me a problem because of it. She yelled and punched the door. I was about to do it out of spite and guilt, but then my dad came in. We had a talk, gave me pieces of advice, and reassured me that things aren't the way that I think of them. I hated my mom ever since, couldn't trust her for shit.