I Quit Being Mom

Summary

During spring break, my husband, our son, and I went shopping. My son, Tyler, fixated on a game console.

When I said no, he started screaming at me right there in the mall. "Monkey! Why won't you buy it for me? I want it! If you don't buy it, I'll hit you!"

He lunged at me, punching and kicking.

This wasn't the first time.

My husband, Ron, looked at me with pure disgust. "Let's go. Stop embarrassing us."

I looked at my son coldly. "From now on, I'm not your mom. If you want something, ask your new mom."

I turned and walked away, leaving Tyler screaming in the middle of the mall.

I quit.