So, I said I would make a solid attempt to write daily no matter what. Since insomnia seems to be stealing my nights, I had to wait until after a long day of work. Considering that I fell asleep at 2:30 a.m. and awoke at 5:00 a.m. in order to prepare for work, I certainly could not keep my promise this morning. Anyway, my topic for today is girl drama; no one can escape it. Neither the pre-teen, the teen, nor the mother in this household is immune to girl drama. Girls are really mean today. I cannot remember if we were so mean to one another when I was a kid. I wrack my brain over the issue and wonder: Did I block it out? Did it really occur? Is it worse now than it was then? I really do not know, but I do know these two facts: Social media fuels girl drama, and….girl drama just might be the proverbial death of this mama.
I have two very different daughters. The older one is not too bothered by anything that happens to her. She’s been excluded, used, lied to, etc. She just rolls with the punches and lives on. My younger daughter allows the drama to plague her. My husband feels that the younger daughter overshares with me, but I would rather have that than no communication at all. Here’s the problem: I am a fierce mama bear, and my claws come out each time I hear of one of the abuses she suffers at school. Girls today have no limits, no boundaries, and they travel in mean-spirited gangs. I am convinced that my child is a target as a result of jealously. My husband do not look at our world through rose-colored glasses. We always try to view all incidents from the purposive that our daughter is probably not completely innocent. However, we do have proof that she is not the ring-leader, nor does she do anything more than defend herself.
Both of our girls have cell phones, phones that were bought and are maintained by my husband and myself. Therefore, there is an understanding in this home: the phones belong to the parents, and at any given moment, we have the right to ask for the phone and to search the phone. We do not do this often, and goal is not privacy invasion. However, the language used by some of our 7th grade daughter’s friends is absolutely filthy! In addition, the pictures they post of themselves are just downright demoralizing.
Without going into too much detail, I will share some of the posts written to my daughter. One girl called my daughter an obscene name because she refused to take pictures of her homework and send it to the girl. Both my husband and I were proud to see that our daughter responded, “Do your own work; I did mine by myself.” Another girl, in response to a shopping trip my daughter and I made, asked her, “Did you buy any clothing that is cuter than the clothing you usually wear to school?”
I guess I am amazed at the audacity of some of this young girls. In today’s society, it is so difficult to form close bonds and friendships because everyone seems to be so mean. I literally cry myself to sleep some nights after reading comments written to my daughter. Thank God I believe she is strong enough to handle them. My husband and I discuss the issues with her and make sure she is handling them appropriately. It is our hope that she keeps her self-esteem high no matter what. But, it is difficult in our technological society. My blood boils, and my husband tells me I need to relax. As a protective mother, I sometimes seethe when I think about the actions and comments my child must endure. Tim McGraw’s song states it best: :Stay humble and kind. We try to keep this as a family motto, but some days are harder than others. I think of the four of us, I struggle with this motto the most! I know it sounds crazy, but I just want to go loco on those girls who are cruel to my child.
I know that I cannot protect my children forever; I just wish girls today were kinder and gentler with one another. In addition to having two girls of my own, I teach middle school. So, I guess that does not help my cause any. All I can do is pray for God to give each one of us the strength we need on a daily basis to deal with those who take the low road. However, finding the high road is not at all easy. I know I am the adult and should find the high road more often than I do, but, regretfully, I must admit that I need work!
Oh how I am dreaming of the days when girl drama exits this home. Will they ever arrive? Please, share your stories so that I know I am not alone!