My mom got a new bf, did the hanky panky with him, had a child with him, and is currently fist fighting with him 🙃

Ok! So, they were fist fighting with each other. I was in shock because it was the first time I’ve seen my mom in this position. They would yell at each other like everyday for the longest, but this time it was MUCH worse. I grabbed my little brother from my bedroom and sprinted down the hallway to the storage room. I scooted to the wall furthest away from the door with my baby brother sitting on my lap. I started to cry. It wasn’t an ugly-cry, more of a shedding-a-few-tears-because-you’re-trying-to-be-strong kind of cry. 

After they fought they pretended like nothing happened. Because I was six, I thought that I might have been overreacting and decided to pretend like nothing happened as well. Little did I know, that this wouldn’t be the first time that it would happen.