Mean girls
It was kind of a rough evening. I was at work, yet had a terrible time concentrating because I have been worried about someone I care about. This person has been bullied and abused by people around her for too long and tonight as I watched the bullies branching out into the reaches of people I care about to hurt and attack, I found myself seeing red.
When people I love are attacked, I defend.
I fiercely defend.
As bad as I felt for unleashing a little bit on these bullies, I still had to take a step back and pat myself on the back because the "old" Veronica would have probably taken off their faces. My mouth would have pierced and they would have felt it. I have to say that even at its worst, it wasn't too bad. I still handled it with some grace. Mostly because I didn't want my friend to suffer the backlash (that was inevitable, unfortunately). These people are lucky that I love her so much. Sincerely lucky. It's only because of my love & respect for her that I backed down as much as I did, because my instinct was to go after them. Instead, I backed off & removed myself from the situation. Definitely progress.
These bullies? I hope karma finally catches up with them in their sad, mean-girl lives. I have stood by for too many years and watched them at work & now I'm officially over it. I have watched them bully, throw temper tantrums, be two-faced and selfish and for the most part I have kept my mouth shut. No more. The ties are cut. They are not MY family and I have no obligation to humor their dysfunctional, abusive crap. They are the kind of people I have no desire to associate with and don't ever plan to again. I wish my friend would do the same. Unfortunately, these people mean more to her than they deserve to mean & she won't walk away. All I can do is pray for the whole situation because I know that I cannot sit idly by and watch the destruction of my friend. I cannot and I will not. They can point their nasty attitudes toward someone who is an easier target because I have officially washed my hands of the whole situation.
xoxo veronica
When people I love are attacked, I defend.
I fiercely defend.
As bad as I felt for unleashing a little bit on these bullies, I still had to take a step back and pat myself on the back because the "old" Veronica would have probably taken off their faces. My mouth would have pierced and they would have felt it. I have to say that even at its worst, it wasn't too bad. I still handled it with some grace. Mostly because I didn't want my friend to suffer the backlash (that was inevitable, unfortunately). These people are lucky that I love her so much. Sincerely lucky. It's only because of my love & respect for her that I backed down as much as I did, because my instinct was to go after them. Instead, I backed off & removed myself from the situation. Definitely progress.
These bullies? I hope karma finally catches up with them in their sad, mean-girl lives. I have stood by for too many years and watched them at work & now I'm officially over it. I have watched them bully, throw temper tantrums, be two-faced and selfish and for the most part I have kept my mouth shut. No more. The ties are cut. They are not MY family and I have no obligation to humor their dysfunctional, abusive crap. They are the kind of people I have no desire to associate with and don't ever plan to again. I wish my friend would do the same. Unfortunately, these people mean more to her than they deserve to mean & she won't walk away. All I can do is pray for the whole situation because I know that I cannot sit idly by and watch the destruction of my friend. I cannot and I will not. They can point their nasty attitudes toward someone who is an easier target because I have officially washed my hands of the whole situation.
xoxo veronica
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