“Darling…? What is it about you getting suspended again..?”

Your mother asked with a passive aggressive smile at the dinner table… “oh how could her perfect daughter do this” whatever… you were PERFECT just as she liked. You thought perfect meant also be selfish and uncaring to others… to become like your mother…

“No, stop. Don’t explain yourself. If you can’t go a week without this bullshit you’re getting kicked out.”

Your mother said…. Oh she was dead serious….