mother's reasoning;
rings doorbell, i answer.
"why did it take you so long to answer the door?" apparent bad mood.
"hi ma!" leans in for kiss.
mom inhales as I give her kiss like she always does to see if she can sense anything illegal that she could plant me for.
"why are you smelling my breath when I was at home the whole time?"
"what? I wasn't smelling your breath! you must have a guilty conscious!" her cover story and at the same time, still trying to find reason to get me in trouble.
"uh no. you just did the same thing you do every time I come home from anywhere."
"I wasn't smelling your breath and I can do it anytime I want to."
I'm smiling and lean in to force breath on her so she can shut up about shit.
"if you accuse me of smelling your breath one more time I'll slap you." smacks.
"good job. stupid." I walk away to my room
How could this scene be my fault at all. she was clearly in a bad mood and she took it out on me. She always smells my breath and bothers me about what I was doing out with friends. But damn the second I turn 18 and any of this shit tries to be pulled, I swear I won't care if I'll be homeless. I'd rather live with freedom and dignity then any more unnecessary years of this bullshit.
I'm sinking like a stone in the sea.