huge fights between me and my mum have been going on since i was about 7
and frankly up until this point i never really thought much of them; she;ll beat me real hard, but i always knew it would pass. mostly i knew i deserved it and that these beatings make her feel better.

three months ago though, we've had the worst fight ever. she totally shattred my nose. although it remained swollen for hours i refused to belive it was broken, but it is and it is so so so ugly. i hate the way it makes the right side of my face look...all outta portion.

its pretty supprising that i can say that this time i did nothing to upset her. and i think she knows this. i can honstly say in all my life i never felt as ugly as i do these days./ yet, there are days when i convince myselft that nothing is wrong with my nose. it doesnt work.
i know i should be consentrating...doing and thinking AND doing other things...but i think about my face 5350896 times a day.
it sounds really pathetic.
but it knoked me out. i'm suppriced it hasnt happend years ago. since my jaw has been messed up be her many, many times before.

the second suprise is that she is planning to fix her nose early next year.
hahaha; gawd i remember a few days before that fight she asked me "you think your nose is so fucking perfect, dont you?" me: " i think it's fine; well it'll do for now" how little did i know. since i swear i cannot brethe as well as i used to, but i've read its common if the brigge of the nose gets broken.

omg i felt so bad after reading your story
I think you both have to change your attitude toward each other

How old are you? Move out if you're old enough. With anyone. Get away. If you're not old enough you need to speak to someone and see if you can live with some other kind of guardian.

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you know the wierd thing is i've had bad insidents with her but over these past few years i learned to accept those fights...they are unpleasant but copeable. what i didnt expect/cannot accept is why i have to hate the way i look because she was in a bad mood one day.

i'm 18; and a year and a half ago i moved out and lived with diffrent people for 9/10 months. near the end she found out where i was and asked me to come home, i had to as i had to go to college, pass exams, babysit my brother ect

how can you learn to accept something like this?Fights are always so terrible in a family
this thing with someone`s bad mood reminds me of my dad-when he is not in mood he hurt everyone in the family in so many ways..........