Later in life I was bullied by bosses; men and women in power that thought their job was to dehumanize me so much so that I'd never have the nerve (or sense) to leave for greener pastures. Sorry, but I was raised in an entreprenuerial family. I knew a thing or two about business and how to set one up.
When I entered the nursing profession, I thought I would have a job that garnered a little more respect. It did, for the most part, but I quickly learned that I traded in a few bullies, for a much larger group of bullies. Suddenly I had patients, families, co-workers, administrators and my own family beating up on me. Sometimes, the patients physically bullied me. And after the second occurrence, I realized that bullying wasn't going to be part of my daily work life.
Now my daughter is being bullied. It's one thing to try to push me around. For the most part, I'll treat you like a damn flea and spray or squash you. When you start in on my daughter, be prepared for a bloodbath, because I will wipe the floor with you. I will use every nook and cranny of the law that I can find to protect my kid. I will BE the biggest PAIN IN THE ASS the school has ever seen. I WILL NOT get distracted by other things. I will make this MY MISSION. You may try to take away her power, but MY power...... has her back. Soon it will have YOUR ASS.
Yes, this is a message to those potential and future bullies of my daughter. I don't get tired or weary in a fight. I don't worry about how this is making little Janie feel or what her home life is like. She knew what she was doing. She's not 4. She's knows the difference between right and wrong, and I will exploit the human growth and development guidelines for her age. I will also exploit my legal resources, my book knowledge and my street smarts.
Whatever happens, just remember, you chose the fight.

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