Today, I got outrageous. because my uncle was verbally torturing my mother. he does that everyday, asks for money. yeah! he doesn’t go for work. I just couldn’t hold it. The anger was so irresistible so intense I threw a glass at him, screamed as loud as I can, broke two flower pots, threw veggies laying on the counter and asked him to go and die somewhere. I’m not in guilt at all I know I should be but no, I think it’s the answer against what he does every time. I don’t like him. ilnm.