My Right!

I’m mad

I have every right to be mad

I have every right to be mad at YOU

I see you stringing me along like a yo-yo

I see you constantly trying to elicit a reaction

I see trying to push all right buttons to get me mad

I see you using your own wife and children to try to get your way

I see your mind games

I see right through you like a glass door

I am very well aware of the mental and psychological abuse that you’re throwing at me because I figured you out

I see you trying to tear my life apart and push me in the gutter, like I don’t matter

I see the mask you wear in public to disguise your true identity

I see the sheeps clothing you wear to church to cover the wolf

I see you trying to make me so uncomfortable to try to force me to leave

I see you break the law on a daily basis to try to prove you’re untouchable

I am allowed to get mad

I am allowed to meltdown

I am allowed to feel whatever emotion you’re are trying to make me suppress

I am allowed to speak up against the abuse you’re inflicting

I am human.

I have a voice.

I am not stupid.

I am overwhelmed.

I am overstimulated.

I will continue to take a step forward, despite you trying to make me take 2 steps back.

I am tired of the abuse

I will find a way to make you stop.

My child deserves better than what you insist I hand to him.