Choosing to be who I am

I yelled at mother.

I come down looking for food.

Everything she asks is pointless.

Shell ask a thousand questions and won't hear a single answer I say.

After twenty minutes of being around her, I ask if the cups in the dishwasher are clean. She says are the people in the where heady? She's not looking towards me, not seeing what I'm doing with my hand holding a cup. Carelessly walking around doing everything she can but listen to me. I ask again.

ARE THE CUPS CLEAN.

she becomes aware I'm pissed. And scoffs at me.

She just comes over my shoulder and starts grabbing my food.

She begins tearing at my meat trying to get the something out, I ask

Are you hungry? (calmly)

No.

Is that for tita lan? (calmly)

No yeah I'm just -(laughing)

What are you doing? (Sternly)

I'm going to eat. (Laughing)

I just asked you if you were hungry and you said no. Is she goin- (confused and irritated)

(Sternly) my hands are clean.

What.
I don't fucking care if you want the food, i just was trying to find out why you're touching my food (pissed)

I'm hungry. (Barely paying attention)

I KNOW.

Are you done eating?

No. Do you even know what I'm saying right now?

Your irritable, *leaves the room*

Fucking STOP BEING so FUCKING LAZY learn to FUCKING speak SPEAK English AND ACTUALLY LISTEN TO WHAT I'M SAYING.