this woman

I think I hate this woman.

She is naive. She is selfish. She is self-centered. She thinks of herself first, her wants second, her needs third, and her children last.

I wish I could scream at her. I wish I could smash things over her head. I wish I could turn the self-consciousness I learned from her into self-confidence that scares her. I wish I could scare her into silence. I wish I could break things that she likes. I wish I could call her names. I wish I could kick her in the face until her teeth have broken and her lip has split. I wish I wish I wish. But I won’t, because she is just a girl in the way that I am just a girl. Even so…

I must get away from her, because otherwise I don’t know what I’ll do.