ONE…TWO…THREE..

BREATHE……..

Being Asian and a woman,  I was always taught at an early age to respect my elders.

I was happily cooking my food one day at home and my mom comes out of her room and basically blamed me for something I obviously didn’t do. She saw me do something and automatically thought I was the cause of something that happened earlier. I counted and breathed to calm myself down but something in me just snapped. I talked back to her and i got ANGRY. I got mad at her for accusing me of something I obviously didn’t do and the FACT that she didn’t get her facts straight. Then my dad comes out and says to stop screaming at my mom. For years….YEARS I held everything in. I never talked back to them but it was at that precise moment that I flipped. I couldn’t help myself. I couldn’t believe the words that were coming out of my mouth.

I was shouting at my parents, something I have never done in my life. I have always respected them and was always grateful for what they have done for me. They brought me into this world and they supported and guided me.

It’s like time was moving slowly for me at that moment. I was thinking about the times where I held my tongue and never said anything. I was remembering the times the words they say would hurt me and never said anything.

Everything that was built up was released in that moment. Did I regret doing it? NO.

I had to let it all out.