Patronizing Pity, by Marie T
Some women dream of having a brave Hero for a husband, only to wake up to the same pencil neck geek she married. Not meI am the proud owner of the real deal; an actual HeroMy Husband is a US Army Green Beret.
Often times when I’m in a public place with my three children, people take notice especially the uppity ones for some reason They always want to strike up a conversation about how hard it must be to have three kids at the store or pharmacy ect Just when I am considering a response, my five year old will chime in Guess what, my Daddy is in Iraq, but thats ok hes going to take us to Disneyland when he gets back!
Now I know whats coming
This is when I get the look of pity, and she inevitably says, That must be so hard, he left you all alone with three kids? You poor thing! How long will he be gone? Are you worried? Where exactly in Iraq? What does he do exactly? We need to bring them home.yada yada yada, tysk tysk Every word dripping with sugary sweet condescension. You have to understand I get very irritated by this particular scenario, not because of the ridiculousness of the questions, but because of the fact that this person is taking Pity on me No one ever pities a person whom they feel is their equal You must believe yourself above someone to pity them. So I know that in this persons eyes I am some lowly Army wife who is probably brainwashed like her Robot husband A poor ignorant fool
Dont get me wrong, I greatly appreciate those who thank us for our sacrifice, or those who seem genuine about their concern and prayers for my husbands safety, but dont pity me. I can tell the difference
To the rest of youDont fool yourselves! I am Strong and capable. I even possess my own independent thoughts and political views Nobody hoodwinked us, we are here of our own choosing. My husband is doing a job that is honorable; he chooses to make sacrifices for the country he loves the sacrifices I make as his wife and mother to his children are out of love for this country as well. I am proud that he is there fighting, I want him to succeed in his mission because I believe in the goal and I believe in him.
Dont you dare look at me like some pitiful Army wife that you can lend your shoulder to; to cry a few tears on so you can clear your conscience for never making this sacrifice yourself, or so that you can say that you support the soldiers, but are against the war Please, be honest You despise us as much as you do this War!
Get this! I refuse to be used by you to tug at the heartstrings of America as an argument for why we should bring our boys home now Frankly, I am tired of those of you who have no vested interest (i.e.. Loved one fighting or fighting yourself) in this war spouting out things like Support our troops, Bring them home! Dont pretend to care about us! If you cared you would never presume to cheapen our sacrifices by revoking our victory.
Keep your Pity I dont want it!
You only give a rip about our kind when it works to the advantage of the agenda which was spoon fed to you by your burn out college professor whose wife dreams of men like my husband, but wakes up to him instead Oh how I pity her!
-MarieT.
