Okay here it is. If you don't like what you read here, then stop reading. I have had to ask myself who am I? Who really knows. Am I too hard on others? Maybe. Do I feel bad about that? Sometimes.
If I am your friend I try my best to be the best friend I can be. I am honest, caring, funny, and protective. But If I feel that my family, myself or my character is attacked then I get extremely protective and do what ever I can to keep the enemy away. Is that bad? Maybe, but I can't really do anything to keep the mama bear at bay.
No I don't want my kid to see you or yours. Every day she still asks for her former friend. Everyday she says she doesn't want to play with her other friends because she wants the old one. It is this hurt that makes me act out and say the things I do. It isn't about me or my feelings. I am a big girl and can defend myself. Heck cutting people out of my life is no big deal. Ask my own family. Am I upset that a great friendship was lost over a misunderstanding and over reaction sure, but there is no turning back time now that it has been laid out there for the workld to see. I know how you think of me now.
But when my little girl is upset and heart broken all the time don't expect me to play nice. She can't comprehend what she did and why it can't be better. Others want to be the bigger person and rise above blah blah blah. Not me. I get mean. I want you to feel the kind of pain that is inflicted on her. I love her with all that I am, I would die for her in a heartbeat. I will go to the ends of the earth, fight dirty and do whatever it takes to protect her.
I know this must sound angry because I am. The Irish temper in me is screaming out FIGHT! So be warned. My mouth is HUGE and it speaks before the brain can catch it.
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