Read the excerpt from “marigolds.”

i had indeed lost my mind, for all the smoldering emotions of that summer swelled in me and burst—the great need for my mother who was never there, the hopelessness of our poverty and degradation, the bewilderment of being neither child nor woman and yet both at once, the fear unleashed by my father’s tears. and these feelings combined in one great impulse toward destruction.

the theme of the story is that the compassion of maturity comes from looking at the world as it is. how does the excerpt reveal the narrator’s move toward that maturity?