*sounds of breaking audio equipment*
*sounds of breaking pencils, paintbrushes*
*sound of a small electronic device being snapped in half, slowly, piece by piece, slowly cracking until it gives way.*
*sounds of computers being taken a sledgehammer to, one by one, being just completely and utterly smashed.*

I am seriously considering giving up on my whole creative career. I don't have much time for it anymore, not to consider the fact that it's a huge drain to actually make something recently. Apparently my mother doesn't approve of anything that doesn't make money she can control and spend, and tries to take away every iota of time I have for it constantly. I was absolutely happy doing this little deal I had made with my mother... Until today. She had provided me with a small deal at the beginning, but she kept changing the terms, though I had not minded most because I saw them within reason. But then it started to get to "that is the original agreement" stage. Today we had a flare up and I wanted to revisit the terms of the deal so I could be either better informed or make the decision to nullify this deal entirely, mom didn't like that.