A really hateful comment.
And it really bothered me.
Because it came from a former friend in regards to my Things I Am Afraid To Tell You post.
Apparently, I was right in being afraid.
I was told by my family and friends this weekend to not let it get to me.
But it did and worst of all, it ruined my family time all weekend.
This “friend” has since gone on to send me two more emails that tell me how awful of a human being I am.
Well, the last one I just deleted without even reading because I just didn’t care what she thought anymore.
I am honest on this blog and I let you know who I am.
But there was one part of the Things I Am Afraid To Tell You post that I purposely deleted.
About my youngest daughter.
She has had some behavioral issues in the past four years that have been very hard to deal with at times.
She went to therapy this summer and is better but some days are harder than others.
Please, please don’t be upset if this is how you are finding out about this.
I have struggled with this for so long and felt like a failure as a parent because of it and truly, I didn’t want anyone to treat her differently after learning this. This “friend” told me twice (once in the comment and once in the email) that “you don’t like your daughter” among the other many mean things she said.
And THAT is the only thing I am addressing.
I have many faults, but dammit, don’t you EVER insult me as a parent.
Those who know me well, know that my kids are my world.
The past four years have been a struggle for many reasons and yes, there have been many moments where Ella was hard to like, where I was on the bathroom floor alone after she went to bed sobbing, where I was begging God to let this be a good day.
And that is hard to admit but for this disgusting comment to even be written?
Well it got to me.
So please forgive me for venting on here but that is why I write a blog in the first place.
About my life.
And my faults.
I am thinking about sticking to only decorating and crafting on the blog from now on.
Because I cannot have another weekend like this past one.
And if you hate a craft or a room I re-did, chances are it isn’t going to cut as deep.
I also changed how you can comment on my blog.
Because the above venom came in the form of a brave anonymous post.
So from now on, you will have to name yourself to comment on here and it will have to be moderated before it gets published.
I know this might limit me in my comments but I have to do it for my sanity.
You might not like me, but at least if you tell me so, I will know who you are.
A few weeks ago, I shared with you my master bath reveal here.
And I was so excited that I created such an amazing bathroom on such a small budget that I decided to re-do our girls bathroom too.
Because not only is it the girls bathroom but it is also the bathroom that all our overnight guests use.
And frankly, it was sad.
I would walk in there and get depressed being in the room.
But I will get right on that.
Can I just say, that bath towels, rugs, accessories etc. are just so stinking expensive?
Enough to put me in a coma.
I don’t do well with the “during” phase.
It makes me all itchy and nervous.
It’s all good, I had Halloween candy to comfort me in the “during” phase.
I have a confession: I think I may love this more than our bathroom now.
It feels like you are in an elegant hotel bathroom.
Or actually not even like you are in a bathroom at all.
And my four-year old Ellie, God love her.
As sweet as it was that she wanted to help, it also got a little exhausting at times.
Until I told her to take some of the extra planks and make something.
She made an “aquarium”.
And we had lots to talk about.
And possibly sex.
Grand total- $215.13
- Things I am Afraid to Tell You
- My Favorite Things 2012- How Oprah Steals My Thunder