This is an open letter to the girl who has harassed and demeaned my daughter for some time now:
You've almost succeeded. My daughter is almost broke down, almost defeated. She's got that look in her eyes and the tears on her face. She's exhausted and close to her breaking point.
She's remained strong up until now, either ignoring the texts and calls or asking them to stop. But today you almost got to her. You told her that her mom must have done something wrong. That made her snap. She's a lot like me in that respect. Say what you want about me. I can let it roll off my shoulders. Say what you want about my family and you've hit a nerve. Same with my girl. We're very protective people, my family.
As her mother, I can tell you that I'm not offended that you brought me in on the conversation. I've been called and accused of a lot worse. What I'm offended by is that you hit on the one thing that almost defeated my daughter.
You see, all you have to do is ask me. I can tell you that, as her mother, I never did anything wrong by giving her life. Of course, I don't claim to be a perfect parent. But I know for a fact that I didn't do anything wrong by bringing my child into this world. It was one of the most right things I've ever done.
I won't even play naive and say that my daughter is perfect. She's given me grief from time to time. But the horrible things you say about her are demeaning and bullying. My daughter goes to school, gets As and Bs, holds down two jobs, is in two after-school clubs, and is in a committed relationship. That's a lot on her plate. Sometimes I think she takes on too much and it wears her down. I have to remind her to slow down and take a breather. Tell me, darling bully, what is it that you do? Anything other than purposefully hurt others?
With all that she already does and deals with, this was the icing on the cake. Rarely have I seen her so mentally dejected. But this mom who must have done something wrong did something right today. I listened to her. I told her to hold her head high. I applauded her for going to the school officer about it. I hugged her. And it is my hope that by doing those things, I did something right.
The Mother Who Did Something Wrong