She feels the rage in her heart and doesn't care when she yells at her mother, hurling insults at her.
She knows that her anger is unwarranted (her mother was talking to her sister in-law and she shouldn't have gotten involved), but she remembers the things she used to say. The condescending tone. The advice to "eat less" and "to take a long walk after dinner, lest she want to roll."
She glares, hating every part of the woman in front of her, and she rushes to the bathroom. She feels the anger swelling in her chest. Feels the muscles in her stomach contract as she leans forward. Feels the acid crawl up her esophagus. Feels the vomit spring from her mouth.
There's a reason she was angry after all.
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