Thankfully today was a day my mother worked… I spent the day in pjs I had put on after mom called me in and stayed in bed. I listened to my iPod all day. Depending on the song changed my mood. Some times I was balling my eyes out hysterically, and other times I was cussing out anything around me.

About halfway through the day I went down to my kitchen and grabbed a tub of Ben and Jerry’s ice cream. I grabbed a spoon and returned to my room. I ignored my ringing cell phone and house phone all day. The only time I answered was when my mother called to make sure I was still alive.

One time I actually got down on my knees and prayed to God to ask for my mother to be in a good mood tonight so I didn’t have to suffer again like this.

I knew I would never eat anything my mother had cooked for me again. This brought on another wave of hysterical crying.

When my mother came home some hours later, I was curled up in my bed, eyes wet from crying and I was fast asleep.