I have always fought tooth and nail with my mother over everything.
I used to tell myself we would fight because I was so much like her. Now we fight because I have no idea who she is. Times are strange and hard and people hurt. I have given too much of my time to hurting.
Now in the time in my life where I only devote myself to rainbows and puppies and actually mouthing the words "I'm sorry!" to the people I accidentally cut off and traffic, and not grow into a furious fireball when people don't do the same back. I have a wonderful life in the mountains with the most perfect man ever, I spend my days at my dream job with people that I ADORE, and I come home to my gentleman and my sassy pug. I've got my amazing brothers and sisters, my man, and my dog.
And god damnit, life is so so so good.