I'm wondering what injuring my hands and my parents have to do with each other.
This time I was living there (probably highschoolaged) and had nailpolish on. I had to peel it off for some reason that only mother understood.
So I started to.
and snap, right through the thumbnail on my left hand. Blood EVERYWHERE. Augh. "...ow..." I noted, and then worked on the other nail, thinking it'd heal, no problem. Snap, right through right thumbnail.
What the fuck??