Wednesday, October 29, 2014

Passive Aggressive Note To A Mom I Don't Know

Dear Mom,
   
Yeah, you. You know who you are. And you know what you did. You were at that place where I was, and I perceived you as a threat. You did/said something wrong, and looked at me sideways. Though I don't know anything about you I will spend three pages on my blog berating you about how you don't know me. You don't know my struggle. And the struggle is real. I have stuff to do, and things on my plate, and I can't just be who you want me to be. I allowed our brief interaction to spoil my day and now I'm taking to my blog/social media accounts to shame the shit out of you. At least thirty people will wonder if this blog was written about them, and have no vehicle through which to explain their side of the story. I will take my ruined day and proliferate that ruination over half the population of the United States. The people who identify with me will then be rude and irate to people like you, and create even more tension in the unending Battle of the Moms. I didn't have the guts to talk to you in person, but I will go home and hide in my darkened house with the shades drawn and eviscerate you via the written word and then plaster it all over the internet. The pen is indeed, mightier than the sword, and in the same breath I will tell my children that bullying is wrong, while setting an example of exactly how to bully, anonymously and with excessive cowardice, everyone who is not just like me.
   
Eventually, the people like you will write their own blog and post it all over social media explaining why I am actually the one in the wrong. In reality, all forms of mothering are valid, but we will only be concerned with page views and likes, and that is how we will determine the winner. But for now, I am the first to post, so suck it, bitches.

Sincerely,
Passive Aggressive Mom


I wrote this as a satirical response to all the "Dear lady at the playground/pool/mall" blog posts I had been seeing that chastised someone for chastising someone else, but I feel that that is an incomplete narrative without stating that we should live our own lives and not judge one another. Instead of ruining someone's day, maybe take the time to realize that you don't know someone else's journey, and either say something kind instead, or just don't say anything. And if someone is rude to you, respond with kindness instead of going online and spreading more hatred. I watched a beautiful video today that showcases all kinds of moms, and I would like to share it here. It is a Similac ad, but it is also very touching and portrays a lot of truth. Let's love and support one another, moms.