Bullying or bullying is something that many generations of children have suffered and in which now a joint effort is made to continue fighting to eradicate it. However, there is still much to do, since There are thousands of children who each day receive mockery and abuse from their peers.
But bullying not only damages the children who suffer from it, the impact it has is so strong that it ends up affecting the whole family. And this reminds us of a mother, in a sad message where she tells how her daughter has changed because of the bullying she receives at school and the pain she shares with her.
Some time ago we told you about Stevie, a Australian blogger and mother of four who shares his day to day in his blog "My tribe of six"and on that occasion we mentioned her because of a message in which she asked to end the stereotypes on the side and let each mother dress as she wanted, since that does not define her ability as a mother.
Now, Stevie shares again through her Instagram account, a message related to the harassment suffered by one of her daughters, who six months ago entered a new school because they moved. In it, he tells us how not only bullying affects his child, but also her as a mother.
I want to pretend like today was a good day, i want to say something positive and inspiring… but i cant, not today. I sat with my daughter after school and we both cried. My heart aches for all her pain and sadness. Most people dont see what i see, they see a loud kid, a silly kid, a happy kid, a kid that wont sit still and a sometimes defiant kid. A child with a mind that wanders, a spirit that roams free and a heart that has a wild spark. Some may even see a "naughty" kid. The truth is, all she is, is a kid (my kid) just as special as yours or anyone elses. And the kid i see at home is a kid that hurts, shes changed alot in the last few months and challenged me even more. her spark has dulled and glow has gotten darker. We have high highs and low lows. I asked her today where she has gone And we cried. I want my happy girl back, the one who lights up the room and radiates vibes i wish i could create. My nice girl who loves her mama and her siblings, my kind girl. Today she broke down because of the relentless bullying she experienced the last 6 months after we moved and changed schools. Questioned me as to why she doesnt have friends and that shes not good enough. Today she had a good day at school, she played with a kid and had fun. But this is what its like, it doesnt matter if its a good day when the pains still there and the wounds are still raw. The damage has been done and its not yet repaired - will it ever I hope so. Maybe we should have never sold the home we brought them home from the hospital to and changed their schools from their first. Maybe we shouldn't have relocated. She doesnt fit into a box and i dont want her to either… Raising kids was never going to be easy, but it shouldnt be this kind of hard. I don't know what to do. I don't know what the answer is. It's day one back and it was a good but im already questioning the schooling system and her place in it. This year i will not allow the system or any one else's child to defeat her like they did last year. So talk to your kids, teach them kindness and inclusiveness - because no mum and no child should have to sit through this and feel what we feel.
I want to pretend that today was a good day, I want to say something positive and inspiring ... but I can't, not today.
I sat with my daughter after school and we both cried.
My heart suffers for all its pain and sadness.
Most people don't see what I see. They look at a scandalous girl, a ridiculous girl, a happy girl, a girl who doesn't sit still and is sometimes challenging. A girl with a wandering mind, a spirit that wanders free and a heart that has a wild spark. Some even see a "naughty" girl.
The truth is, everything she is, is a girl (my girl) as special as yours or anyone else's.
And the girl I see at home is a girl who suffers, she has changed a lot in recent months and has challenged me even more. Its sparkle has gone out and its brightness has darkened.
We have high ups and downs low.
Today I asked him where he had gone. And we cry
I want my happy girl back, the one who illuminates the room and radiates vibes that I wish I could create. My good girl who loves her mother and her brothers, my kind girl.
Today, she collapsed due to the relentless bullying she has experienced in the last 6 months after we moved and changed schools. Wondering why she has no friends and saying that she is not good enough.
Today he had a good day at school, played with a child and had fun. But that's how this is, it doesn't matter if it's a good day when the pain is still there and the wounds are still open. The damage is done and has not yet been repaired. Will it ever be? Hope so.
Perhaps we should never have sold the house to which we took them after the hospital and we should not have changed them from their first school to others. Maybe we shouldn't have moved.
She doesn't fit in a box and I don't want her to do it either… Raising children was never going to be easy, but it shouldn't be that difficult. I do not know what to do. I don't know what the answer is. It is to return to day one, and it was a good one, but I am already questioning the educational system and its place in it.
This year I will not allow the system or someone else's son to beat it like they did last year. So talk to your children, teach them about kindness and inclusion - because no mother and child should sit and go through this, or feel what we feel.
Stevie's publication mentions something extremely important and that sometimes we don't think deeply when we talk about bullying: It is something that not only affects our children, but our family. When a child suffers bullying, his personality can change, making him feel insecure and sad, which is also noticeable in family dynamics.
No father or mother likes to see their children suffer, nor know that they are sad because other people are not friendly or do not understand the impact of their actions or words.
Remember that ending bullying starts with us, and as parents we have a very important responsibility: prevent bullying from continuing to happen. We are responsible for raising a new generation. Let's do it so that they are more empathetic, kind, inclusive and kind human beings, and also give them tools so that they are not victims of it.
