Movies, cartoons and other medias actually portray a woman or girl hitting a boy or a man as something funny or comical, when actually it isn't.
It's one of the most grave forms of abuse and "just because" it was a woman doing it, it doesn't means it's less horrifying compared to when a man hits a woman.
It's painful, it's humiliating, it destroys trust.
I already have very little trust and such a gesture really brittles whatever little I had left. Plus I'm sick and suffering from a deabilitating condition, which means the damages of physical harm are amplified on me.
My mother knew this, and yet she dared - DARED - to strike me in the face not once, but twice. Because I refused to give her money and made it clear I want her to stay out of my sight for some time because I can't stand her anymore.
Afterwards she started to shed crocodile tears, crying she was sorry and that she just got agitated, trying to hug me (and I put some distance at that). When I pushed her away from me - very delicately - because she was basically backing me against a wall, she threw herself on the floor with a melodramatic scream. Picture this - she struck me so hard it got my ears ringing, but when I put my hands in front of me to not let her come close she made that scene.
Then she pulls the "I'm your mother and you must respect me" card. And I remind her she just pushed me out from between her legs, but apart from that she's not my mother and I see her as the narcissistic, self-absorbed and thieving two-cents whore she is. She didn't raise me, never cared for me, only saw me as an annoyance first and a walking wallet later.
I'm sick of her and I'm sick of those people in general. In this period I'm helping out a person who has a violent situation at home, and like hell I want to live something like this person is doing.
I think I'm done with her. My fiancée is willing to witness on my behalf even if she wasn't present against her should I decide to press charges, which I'm considering.
Remember when you'll feel the impulse of hitting someone out of anger, with your hands or some weapon. A moment of anger can earn you a lifetime of misery.