January 21, 2013

I Got Your Crazy

If you follow me on Instagram then you saw the comment that someone left me last Friday on my post from Thursday. If you didn't here ya go.

{Oh and for those of you playing the home game, BSC means Bat Shit Crazy, although what makes bat shit crazier than other shit is beyond me. Maybe it's because of the word batty means a little nuts? Personally, I prefer the phrase nuttier than squirrel poo, but to each his own.}

Now my first reaction was physical. I have never gotten a downright personally attacking mean comment before. Yes, I've gotten ones that have pissed me off, but I've never had one that attacked me. So yes, my face flushed red, my heart beat really fast, and I was upset for a split second. I'm a nice person so when others are mean I just don't understand it. I could have left that part out because now you know you got under my skin -- just for a second -- which was, I am sure, your goal, but I share my REAL life here, not just the happy stuff.

I could spend a lot of time here extolling my virtues as a mother, telling you things that refute the bat shit crazy accusation. I could use sarcasm (because if the good Lord gave me anything it was a heavy dose of sarcasm -- oh and seriously curly hair) that would cut you down into five million pathetic little pieces. I won't, though, because the only person who needs to think I am a good mother is my daughter. I don't need to convince anyone else of it.

I could tell you how the Xanax like Tylenol thing makes you look nuts because I haven't taken one of those in over a year. Plus, I don't take Tylenol like Tylenol because it makes me throw up.

I could go on and on.

I'll stop here, though because you've already had your piece of my time.

You don't get anymore of my time or my happy.

Oh and one more thing you should know. After being upset for a split second I remembered what my own mother told me: "Kill em with kindness, Sarah. Pray for your enemies."

So that's what I did. I prayed for the Lord to shower you with His grace, for Him to create in you a clean and peaceful heart, for Him to remove all bitterness and affliction from your life so that you might know joy and happiness as I am oh so lucky enough to.

You share hate. I share grace.

Peace be with you, friend.

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