Dear Diary,
I blew up at my mom yesterday. I think I went a little over-board with the shouting but I was honestly tired of her BS.
Here's what happened; I had just started eating dinner with my dad when my mom came up to me and literally told me: "Stop eating, you're fat enough as it is."
Yes. That really happened.
So I lost it.
I shouted in her face: "That's really none of your business whether I'm fat or not, you've been telling me for years that I'm too fat and you've destroyed my self-esteem so just leave me alone!"
She recoiled so fast it was unbelievable and replied with a timid 'Thank you' before leaving to her room.
Was that too harsh?
I'm pretty sure I did the right thing though; she was always so ignorant to how I felt and I think she needed the wake up call.
But why do I feel guilty?
Yours,
Quinn
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