Time for judging people...

I was told by another mother that I overshare.

I have not ever had a conversation with this woman of even 10 words and she felt entitled to inform me about...well..me. I must say I respect her backbone just not her action.

See, she felt the need to inform me that because I am unashamed of the path that my life has been through I should keep it quiet. Here's what she didn't know....

I am not ashamed.

The thing is, I have been married before. I have been through divorce. I have been in abusive relationships. I have experienced heartache and depression. I have been broken.

BUT... She failed to see the most amazing parts of my life because she was too busy suiting in her big black robe and thinking she could judge me.

She failed to see that I have survived. She wasn't on my porch the night the police had to be called to my house just to let me leave. She wasn't present for my VPO hearing where I had to swallow down tears stand tall while my knees shook so hard my high heels wobbled. She wasn't there any of the times I  dropped my son off with a smile on my face and then cried the whole drive home. She didn't pay my bills when I planned out each and every piece of bread to make sure I had enough for peanut butter sandwiches for the week.

She failed to see that  all of the things that I went through, are just things. They do not define me. Yes, they have effected me. Yes they have shaped and shifted and altered me into a different woman than I was 10 years ago. I am not even the same woman I was 6 mths ago. I am more. I am stronger. I am someone meaner... and I like me. I believe in me. I did not always. I fought tooth and nail to become this woman.

She prolly is the kind of woman who judges other people who had babies as teenagers... Funny thing, I judge them too. Just not in the way that she does. I judge that they are tougher than I am. I judge that they are made of sacrifices and love for their children that I respect. I judge that they truly know the things they gave up for their children and know that it was worth it. Many of my favorite people in my life are those children and mommas. I can not even imagine my life without them.

The thing with judging is that you weren't there. You don't know what you can handle until you are on the other side of the storm.

So to the woman who had the audacity to judge me.... Hats off to you.
However, I noticed that you didn't say them to my face which tells me you at least respect me enough to be BEHIND me...
After all if you're talking behind my back...
enjoy the view and feel free to pucker up princess.