Its a topic that has surely been beaten into the ground. Deep in the ground, beyond the first and second layers of soil, all the way into unknown territory. It is so deep, we can barely pull it back out. We are wrapped tight, entrenched in, and buried with it. This topic that is.
This being: Why do women have to beat each other up? Not literally, but mentally.
Why tear someone down? Does it make you feel better about yourself?
And, that is precisely what is at the root of all this tearing, clawing, scratching, and bashing mental warfare.
We are our own worst enemies as women/wives/partners/moms if we cannot take pride in what we do. Whatever it may be. It could change several times, and at each and every stop, take merit in what you do, and when you don’t––look for a change. STAT.
And, don’t think you are alone. Do not take solace in bringing someone else down when you are in a bad place.
“OOOh, did you hear, she wrote a dirty book?”
“Can you believe she JUST stays home?”
“Geez, she’s been traveling a lot for work. Is she ever with her kids?”
“Does she EVER cook?”
These are all statements I’ve heard about myself at various stages of what I’ve been doing for the last few years. Yeah, they sting, but I let it burn, fester, and simmer out before moving on, sloughing it off as bullying. (Crap, I hate that word – but, that’s what it is.)
The funny thing is over the last decade+, I have felt the same amount of pride in writing a dirty book as I did when I was able to successfully diaper my kids standing up in an airplane bathroom.
So, have you found yourself taking an insult to heart?
Or, better yet, have you caught yourself giving one, and felt bad?
Please share here. Let’s get a discussion going.