I told my mom that I will be a better mom than her. And I believe deep down that she knows I will be. She used to dig pencils against my scalp heavy handedly while “helping” me with my homework when I was a child multiple times. The traumatic memories stayed me, especially as I grew, and walked into every math class with her words echoing in my head: “stupid,” “dumb.” Now I shout the same at her when she needs help using her MacBook or phone, and yes, I do it on purpose because she deserves it.