I wish my mother would shut the fuck up

Been listening to the shrill, average, or annoyingly snotty and low up and downs of her voice for over an hour.

Was trying to write something in my room, but her irritating voice cuts right through the damn walls, door, and even the fucking music in my earbuds.

Yeahhh, bla blah bla, I have to qualify with the following shit now so people don't tell me off later:

1. She'll be dead eventually, and I'll miss the sound of her voice then.

2. I should appreciate that she's here now.

3. I help my mother, tell her I love her, and I'm not an asshole to her, but maybe somewhat cold.

4. She's not doing anything wrong in the first place. I'm overreacting.

5. I'm grateful for the things she does, and I'm planning to leave relatively soon.

Simple annoyance. But FINALLY the sound of her voice that made me want to cry, punch her, and shout "Shut the fuck up!" at the top of my lungs has ceased.