And then there was that time

When I was barely 14, struggling to grasp algebra or pre-algebra and my mom lost her shit and threw the book at me in a screaming tirade.
Math has always been a sore spot, involving many many tears, but none so terrifying as that day.
It was a heavy textbook. It wasn’t saxon, but it was similar.
All my math books got smaller after that.
 
But that cemented in my mind that I couldn’t do math, even if I wanted to. I don’t even know exactly what was said…but I was devastated.
/random sad thoughts with kiery

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