I'm still trying to get over My Fucking Mother wigging out.  Never have I felt safe or good today, not once.  I sit in my bed watching TV and I think she's going to burst through my door and order me to get out of the house.

I was waiting to turn right in the middle of evening rush.  I thought, just a second, about just gunning it straight.  I don't need the constant threats, especially my parents are going to take turns.