My depression was getting better until the bullying of my daughter at her school got worse and worse. There have been times when she gets off the bus where I almost yelled at the bus driver thinking are you gonna let that kid get away with that? I feel helpless. The school isn’t doing anything to help and keep trying to get me to stop talking about it. My daughter’s personal assistant txted me the other day saying Little Bear hit a child. I said “good, those bullies got what’s coming to them.” I know my daughter, she didn’t throw the first punch. Every time there has been a witness seeing what happens they all have said the same thing “the kids hit her, she runs away, they chase her and hit her some more.” The teachers know my kid doesn’t strike first but after my reply the teachers are treating me like a villain.

And then I come on Tumblr and a girl who messaged me to defend a racist, went on to insult me and then my daughter. I had the anon messages (that I didn’t publish) traced their IEP and it was her. I tried to insult her by calling her a spoiled brat and of course everyone calls me out on my actions.

Yes, I was wrong to insult her. Even though she insulted my daughter I still shouldn’t insult her back. I have a blend of anger and shame goin on. I do not feel good about calling her a privileged, spoiled brat. It isn’t right. I just hope karma does its job and she learns never to insult innocent children ever again.