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A Mother's Plea

I wrote this two weeks ago when I came home to find that all hell had broken loose in my family, wanting to find a way to publish it, to get people to THINK about how they treat each other and the lessons they inadvertently teach others, and decided that our situation is dire enough here that I just really need people to think NOW and can't wait for an editor to decide this works for them. I posted this to my FB yesterday and it went "viral" among my friends and their friends. I don't think that's really the definition of the term, but it's nice that people want to share this. :)

And I want you to share this through links. Please link people here to my blog instead of reposting this elsewhere, if you do. I feel that having a concentrated group of comments for kids like my son to read through and know that people CARE will do wonders for them. (And if you know me in RL, please - I beg of you - do not share anything personal like where I actually live or my child's name. We have had people stalking our house to the point where my husband called the police.)

Thank you. It's a little long, but I mean every word of it. (And if you've ever called someone the names I've referred to in this article, or hurt someone, I want you to look at my icon. That's my son. That precious little thing has had all of this ugliness thrown at him.)

Warning: Frank talk of homophobia, suicide attempts, and bullying.

Tolerance doesn't mean what you think it means.Collapse )

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gdelgiblueeyes
Feb. 23rd, 2013 04:49 am (UTC)
You don't know me from a hole in the ground. If it hadn't been for your hilarious entries about Twilight, I might never have come across this blog. But once I read this entry, I had to respond.

My name is Gibson. I'm 22. I have Asperger's, I'm openly gay, I'm atheist (but still attend a church... it's tough to explain, you'd really have to go there to know; more about the "good people being nice to each other" thing than about "hellfire and damnation" -- I'm down with good in the hood no matter where it comes from), and I just want to tell your boy... I've been there.

I've seen myself through the bullies' eyes. I've stared long and hard at a bottle of pills wondering how many it would take to end the pain. I've had tearful meltdowns.

Through it all, though, I remembered who was there for me, and how they would feel if I took my leave. My mother, my brother, my family... everyone who was rooting for me to make it through, and be the person I turned out to be. I couldn't leave them.

And I won't leave you guys either. I've never encountered a situation that was this similar to my own. Know that this cry for help did not go unheard. There's an army of us right by your side. We'll be there for y'all, so don't be afraid.
stoney321
Feb. 23rd, 2013 02:05 pm (UTC)
Well Gibson, you just made me want to arm wrestle your mom for adoption rights. :)

Thank you so much for this. <3 <3 <3 It really helps.
gdelgiblueeyes
Mar. 1st, 2013 04:04 pm (UTC)
Hey, no problem. It would be a poor person indeed who saw someone in the same boat and didn't row over to help. If he ever needs someone to talk to who went through the same stuff, let him know I'm here.
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Reading this? I'm just curious. Because that's really detail-oriented of you. Feel free to stop reading. But you can see that there's more here, so are you going to keep reading? Really? That's pretty dedicated. I'm impressed. No, really. I'm not being sarcastic, why do you get like that? See, this is the problem I have with your mother - yes. YES. I'm going there. It's time we put all of our cards on the table.

I love you, why are you doing this? After all we've been through? You don't have to be like this. You know, still reading. You could be baking a pie. And then sharing it with me.

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