You know, with all the recent focus on kids being bullies, lets talk about adult bullies and what that looks like. Why am I bringing this up on my lovely Blessed In The Nest blog. Well, maybe it is because I think adults can be worse than kids.
What does adult bullying look like?
It can be very subtle. Especially among women. Maybe bullying is too strong of a word? Not sure, you can let me know. I can tell you what it feels like.
Lack of acceptance.
No boundaries, or not accepting the boundaries.
Digging comments. Thinking you are funny, well, YOU ARE NOT! and hopefully someone, someday will let you know how cutting and unacceptable your remarks really are. And unprofessional to boot!
Laughing at something someone is passionate about.
Making fun of others that aren't like you, don't look like you, or people who wear different styles of clothing than you and letting others know how stupid you think that person is because of their style choices.
Not taking no for an answer.
Being manipulative in your behavior or comments.
Always trying to get your own way, no matter what.
Saying inappropriate things and expecting people to laugh, and don't understand why anyone would correct you.
I think facebook opens up a world to secret bullies.
They can post their comments, however disparagingly, and push the "like" buttons of those who say mean comments and flee the scene, thinking no one is the wiser.
They can take pictures of people and post them on facebook for others to make fun.
And we wonder why kids become bullies?
Look in the mirror folks.
How loving are you to people who don't look like you, talk like you, make the money you do?
Do you turn your nose up at certain people who shop at certain stores?
Is your first impulse when you see someone out in public to look them up and down and up and down to make mental judgements against them FOR ANY REASON?
When are we going to get it begins with us and our attitudes? There is no way this society of kids is going to be different when the adults are out there bullying too.
I would rather live my life accepting others, having boundaries that are healthy, looking to love those that God sends my way. Call me polly anna, idealistic, unrealistic.
I am just plain saddened by what I have experienced today. Yup, Adult Bullies.
My prayer is always for the protection of my children's minds, soul, spirit, and body.
I am now going to consciously pray that prayer for myself.
If you are an adult bully, quit. Knock it Off.
If you are being bullied, stand your ground and adhere to your boundaries.
Eventually the bully will back off.
Here's to taking a stand for kindness, loving others, and holding people accountable.
Love, Julie
Thursday, March 29, 2012
No Sugar Added??????????
I am constantly listening to women complain about how they look.
I am so fat, my flab hangs over my jeans, watch it jiggle.
Off to the gym again, need to loose weight.
I will be an elephant if I eat one more cinnamon roll.
Does my butt look big, well, it is.
No sweets, no sugar, no carbs, no cake, no ice cream, and for goodness sake, put down that creamer you put in your coffee!
I have plowed through life in a body that has taken on many forms. I have had many many many moments of self loathing, wishing this was smaller, that was higher, those veins would disappear. Looking at women my age thinking, how the HECK are you so FREAKIN' skinny??? Like, do you eat? I really want to hate you, but you seem to be a nice person. I mean, I look at food and gain weight. I had a gym teacher friend tell me it was genetics, and pretty much starving yourself after you turn 40. And of course, all those Dr. Oz shows, Biggest Looser shows, anything with a before and after, and you think, HEY I could be that after, right???
And then one day I decided I would start running. Carl and I decided we would start running together! I could not believe it! We began going to the middle school track in Bangor. We would go bright and early with Daniel, our then 1 year old, with a baby jogger, and buzz around the track until I had worked my self up to running 2 miles, and Carl, 5 miles. Yeah, gotta love the ratio. My 2 to his 5 and both took the same amount of time, but, hey, we were moving. I loved our time together. That we were doing it together. And it felt fantastic.
Then November rolled around for me and it got cold-ish, and school started again for him, and we stopped. We talk about how we are going to start up again. My start up date is Monday April 2nd, and yes, that is right around the corner. My new goal is to work up to 3 miles, which is why I am starting sooner than Carl. I am hoping I won't have to pull out the snowsuit for Daniel on Monday so he wont be cold in the baby jogger, but, If I Must, I Must. I have goals.
Did I magically get skinny from my running. ABSOLUTELY NOT!!! I have accepted the fact that this practically 44 year old body is not moving in that direction. And I am okay with that. I do still look longingly at those skinny armed women. I cannot lie to you about that. Can they do lipo on the arms. I mean, that is all I am talking about, the arms. REALLY!;))))
So, if you are driving into the parking lot at William S. Cohen School, bright and early on Monday morning, you will see a Mom with a baby jogger who is beginning her journey back into exercise. You can wave, holler, but most of all, bring me a large coffee from McDonalds, xtra cream & xtra sugar, and I WILL love you forever!
Loving this Life in this Body!!!
Julie K. Robbins
I am so fat, my flab hangs over my jeans, watch it jiggle.
Off to the gym again, need to loose weight.
I will be an elephant if I eat one more cinnamon roll.
Does my butt look big, well, it is.
No sweets, no sugar, no carbs, no cake, no ice cream, and for goodness sake, put down that creamer you put in your coffee!
I have plowed through life in a body that has taken on many forms. I have had many many many moments of self loathing, wishing this was smaller, that was higher, those veins would disappear. Looking at women my age thinking, how the HECK are you so FREAKIN' skinny??? Like, do you eat? I really want to hate you, but you seem to be a nice person. I mean, I look at food and gain weight. I had a gym teacher friend tell me it was genetics, and pretty much starving yourself after you turn 40. And of course, all those Dr. Oz shows, Biggest Looser shows, anything with a before and after, and you think, HEY I could be that after, right???
And then one day I decided I would start running. Carl and I decided we would start running together! I could not believe it! We began going to the middle school track in Bangor. We would go bright and early with Daniel, our then 1 year old, with a baby jogger, and buzz around the track until I had worked my self up to running 2 miles, and Carl, 5 miles. Yeah, gotta love the ratio. My 2 to his 5 and both took the same amount of time, but, hey, we were moving. I loved our time together. That we were doing it together. And it felt fantastic.
Then November rolled around for me and it got cold-ish, and school started again for him, and we stopped. We talk about how we are going to start up again. My start up date is Monday April 2nd, and yes, that is right around the corner. My new goal is to work up to 3 miles, which is why I am starting sooner than Carl. I am hoping I won't have to pull out the snowsuit for Daniel on Monday so he wont be cold in the baby jogger, but, If I Must, I Must. I have goals.
Did I magically get skinny from my running. ABSOLUTELY NOT!!! I have accepted the fact that this practically 44 year old body is not moving in that direction. And I am okay with that. I do still look longingly at those skinny armed women. I cannot lie to you about that. Can they do lipo on the arms. I mean, that is all I am talking about, the arms. REALLY!;))))
So, if you are driving into the parking lot at William S. Cohen School, bright and early on Monday morning, you will see a Mom with a baby jogger who is beginning her journey back into exercise. You can wave, holler, but most of all, bring me a large coffee from McDonalds, xtra cream & xtra sugar, and I WILL love you forever!
Loving this Life in this Body!!!
Julie K. Robbins
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