June 16, 2011. I even remember the date. I was in Walmart with my mom. I was going to go get a candy bar and everything, so I reached out and grabbed one. My mom goes "What the hell is on your arm?" Shit. I'm not wearing long sleeves. Or bracelets. My mom saw cuts...From just a few days ago. She was like "Are you gonna tell me what the fuck that is ?!" And I'm like "Nothing ?" And my mom said "Um. Courtney. You're fucking mutilating yourself." Then I said "No..?" Then she yelled, "YES YOU ARE. DON'T FUCKING LIE TO ME, YOU STUPID BITCH. GIVE ME YOUR PHONE." When I wouldn't give it to her, she smacked me across the face so hard, then yanked my phone out of my hands. I started crying, then I started pretty much balling my eyes out. My mom basically said to "knock the fuck off." and other stuff like that. When we were in the parking lot, she literally RAMMED the cart into my side, knocking me over. Then she kicked me and made me get up. She screamed "You're a worthless bitch! You don't deserve a damn thing!" I got into the car, slammed the door, and continued crying. When my mom got in, she started screaming more. "What the fuck is wrong with you?" "You're cutting yourself? You want to feel pain? I'LL CUT YOU FOR YOU. THAT'LL HURT LIKE HELL." "You might as well just kill yourself right now anyways! I should just throw you out of the car then run your sorry ass over!" She kept going on and on and on and on. When I got home, I locked myself in my room and didn't come out for hours. I didn't come out until 7 o'clock the next night. I could continue the story if I really wanted to, but it's making me cry just thinking about it. /: Well, now she acts like nothing even happened. I mean, how could she? SHe said all this shit to me, and now it's like...what? I don't get it. But, ever sense then our relationship has been really awkward.. I don't like my mom...at all.