I had no clue I’d be writing this post so early into my experience. It’s been two weeks people, two weeks. No time at all really. But in those two short weeks I have learnt a great deal since I became a Huff Post blogger.
I’m not naive. I know there are some unkind people in the world. I know about keyboard warriors. I’ve just never experienced them first hand before. Until now.
Unbelievably all of the posts I have submitted have made it to a front page of some kind. Most of them the front page for the particular category it was put into, but last week I made the main front page with my post ‘My Child Broke Me’. You may have read the original here on this blog. It was well received so I decided to share it further afield.
Huff Post contacted me and told me they loved this particular post and and wanted to save it for the weekend to go on their main page. I was over the moon about this, as you can imagine. I still am. What an achievement?!
Along with the front page came their social media promotion. Twitter and of course Facebook. I have a love/hate relationship with Facebook at the best of times for the very same reason that I wasn’t surprised to start receiving the typical, judgemental, downgrading, bigoted comments that I did.
Here are a some examples:
Oh for goodness sake, My son “broke” me,…how dramatic can you get ! He did not “break ” you missus he just had a paddy in a store, he just dented your ego for a wee while,we have all been there !
What a non-article.
All kids can be shits we all know this. We’ve all had days like this hardly something of importance
“Polly Filler” writing at its worst.
I couldn’t even read all of it because what I read already sounds pathetic. If she wants a well behaved child she needs to learn how to parent it’s simple. Clearly it works both my kids are well behaved especially when out on road. I’m tired of parents like these wanting to hear from other lazy parents so they don’t feel useless on their own.
The article was written when I was in very emotional place, of which no one knows the reason why. The article doesn’t detail that the tantrums I described had been going on for weeks and I was at my wits end. I don’t think any justification is needed for my feelings. Feelings that I know every parent feels. I still don’t.
I was very proud of this article and I still am. For the handful of nasty, unnecessary comments I received, the article had been ‘liked’, ‘loved’ and ‘shared’ twenty or thirty times over on Facebook alone and over one hundred times on The Huff Post. I think that speaks for itself.
I think the comments that were left say more about the people that are writing them than they do about me – the person they were writing them about. In all honesty, the majority were written by older people who should know better.
I didn’t add fuel to the fire and respond back – as much as it is tempting to, even now. I merely ‘liked’ their comments back, as if to say “I’ve seen what you have said, and I really don’t care!”
I’m not upset by the comments – my shoulders are broad enough for it. I’m just disappointed for the parents out there going through similar feelings who might be in a much darker place, who may read these comments and take more notice of them rather than the message in the article – that it’s totally normal to feel this way during parenting.
I was brought up to believe that if you have nothing nice to say then don’t say anything at all. It’s sad that not more people are like this. I’m so glad I have more to do with my time than to sit belittling people who have shared an honest, raw and private experience. Like I said. It says more about them than me.
It’s not put me off. I’m just more determined than ever to continue, along with my fellow Mummy bloggers, to talk about real life parenting and not the sugar coated version. And if anyone has anything to say about that then bring it on. I can pity them, safe in the knowledge that I’m a nice person and not like them in the slightest. I know what kind of person I’d rather be.