If there's one thing I can not stand, it's opinions of those who think they know everything. The ones who feel like they can judge you but not be judged. These people in my opinion, need Jesus or whoever they believe in.
I know I sound like a jerk, but this recently happened to me and it was all because she was mad over a breakup and I wasn't trying to help her get to the person who broke up with her. I won't say names due to privacy. Anyways, like I said...she was angry and bitter. So what does she do? She types up a five page message on Microsoft word expressing how "beyond pissed" she was.
In this letter, she addresses me as someone who can't think for herself and who does as she's told like a good girl, all because I haven't answered her calls. First let me start off with I have two special needs kids. Their needs and routine were more important than answering the phone. Not to mention she'd call durring times I was talking to their therapist, giving them baths, or cooking dinner.
Thus leading to this long letter. It started out with her talking bad about the person who broke up with her, ok I get it you're mad. But that was just a paragraph...she the goes on and on for the next four and a half pages on what a horrible mom I am. Saying things like I might have gave birth to my kids, but I do not raise them by myself so I have no right to say I'm a strong, independent, full time mom.
Let's get one thing straight, this relationship only consisted of her being around on weekends for a year. She did not see what goes on behind the scenes of mine and my children's life. She did not see how many countless hours I spent trying to get them the things that they needed like therapy and other financial help to ensure that they can have the things they need and deserve. Just because she saw me on my phone alot doesn't mean I'm a shit parent. She probably never took into account that when she was around those three days, they were the most stressful days of the year.
I couldn't stand her being here because we always had to be going somewhere, she was always wanting to do something, always whining about something. Not to mention the drama she came attached with. Now it's not that I didn't like her. She was just stressful to be around.
But back to the point...this nasty letter she wrote to the guy, wasn't really attacking him. Yea maybe a paragraph was about him but the rest was a direct stab towards me. Her saying I don't raise them by myself, isn't quite wrong because I do have help, but it's not what she thinks. But the most important thing she said that stuck so far out was this....
"My sister has a son just like yours, same age and he's already potty trained, sleeps in his own bed since 2, eats a variety of foods. And he's in daycare while she works 40 hours a week without no help and only her income to support him, now that's a strong independent mom!"
If there's anything I've learned being in the autism community, it's that no two diagnoses are the same. Yea sure your nephew has made some pretty awesome milestones. That's great it's always awesome to see progress. But don't go judging me because my son isn't fully potty trained and still likes to sleep next to someone. We will hit that milestone when it happens.
As for the whole you're a horrible mom part, let me clarify something...just because I'm not doing things your way, doesn't mean it's not the right way. You have no idea what I've been through to get my kids to where they are now. How dare you say I'm setting them up for failure when you have absolutely no idea what goes on when you're not here. I spent years trying to get the doctors to check Scott for autism, and was brushed off. I spent months working two jobs trying to make sure my kids had everything they needed because I had no help from the biological father. I was the one who was up every night with my kids when they couldn't sleep. I was the one on the phone making sure that my kids can have every resource they could. So you can take that horrible mom comment and shove it up your ass.
Just because your nephew has autism, doesn't mean you know what it's truly like to live with it everyday, 24/7 365. You may have a good idea. But you don't know it all. So I dare you to take a long ass walk in my shoes. Id like to see if you'd make it back. Because I guarantee, you couldn't handle it. Especially the way you handled this breakup.
But that's just my oppinion!