What I Should Have Said Was...

November BloggyMoms Challenge! Here I go...

It is hard to decide how deep and profound I should go with this post. I tend to try to keep things light, but I must be honest - there were two things that popped into my mind right off the bat.

Part I: What I Should Have Said Was...

Knowing what I know now, in my infinite wisdom at 30 years old, I look back to a cold and blustery day in 1988. I was 8 years old and in grade 2. My family had just moved to the big smoke from a small town. Things were a bit haywire in my world. I had gained a ton of weight at a young age and was a chubster. There was a boy that teased me relentlessly. Bullied me. Very mean and very cruel. There was one day in particular that I remember. He had backed me into the corner at recess time and was whispering at me -

"You are nothing but a fatty"- "No one likes you because you're so fat"
Blah blah blah.

I was absolutely frozen.
And then it stopped and he left me alone.
Never bugged me again. Almost like it scared him how cruel he had been.

What I Should Have Said Was...something.
Anything.
Not anything mean or vindictive - just something.
I should have stood up for myself.
I believe that on that day my intense fear of confrontation was born. I wish I had loved myself enough at the tender age of 8 to know that this boy probably heard his dad say something along the same lines, or had a horrible home life, or was just a jerk and it had nothing to do with me. It wasn't my fault.
On a weekly basis, or when ever the moment is right, I take the opportunity to talk to my kids about how important it is to love themselves unconditionally. No one can take that from them. They are loved and they are loving. Period.

Part II: What I Should Have Said...

This one is quite recent and quite ridiculous. But whatever. It pissed me off something fierce! Long story short, there is a couple that totally screwed over my family financially. Didn't pay a bill that they were supposed to pay. Left us on the hook. It started a chain reaction of other crap that will take years for us to recover from. Devastated us financially.
But it is just money. We are happy. We are healthy. My family rocks and we are working through it.
So...this couple are horrid human beings. They got to where they are in life by cheating and lying - we have all met people like this and they just plain suck.
We were at son's hockey game and low and behold, they are there because their son is playing on opposing team.
They had the audacity to say hello to us!
(I thought my husband was going to have a coronary!)
We did not acknowledge them. Did not even look at them. It was like they didn't exist.
It felt good and we had a laugh about it after. Because we are NOT horrid people and we rock. They suck.

What I Should Have Said Was...

"Oh hey! How are you? Swindled anyone else lately? No? Oh yeah, that's right, your husband is too busy hanging out at the local bar groping all the single women. Oh you didn't know your husband was a cheating SOB? A dirty, disgusting man? Well...he is." (which is all totally true! He's a pig.)
Wink - Smile -Walk away.


S0 not worth it though. I am better than that.

FOOTNOTE:
My sons kicked their son's ass in hockey. So that was awesome.