RealSoccerMomBri
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Hi everyone.
I've just been flustered recently and haven't anyone really to discuss this with. I don't know if I should share my situation that my profile and linked forum thread mention in another forum like this or a role-play as to see how a situation might happen or if I should try writing it as a fiction story.
My son is struggling socially and I thought getting him involved in something athletic would help. He seems to be trying to make friends with a few of the other boys on the team but I can see the boys are including him just to be the one they pick on. I've tried mentioning it to the coach during the games but Rance - his name, such a typical obvious failed jock, now alcoholic overgrown bully - is very rudely dismissive to me in front of the other parents, some who clearly dislike me for obvious reasons and do very little to cover their pleased chuckling or Rance will just flat ignore me despite me standing right next to him on the side lines. I so wanted to slap him to see if he would ignore me then. And I almost did last week but then Carol - who has become the unofficial president of the Dislike Brianna Society.
Last month Samuel asked me to "dress cute" to the soccer games and when I asked why, he said the boys on the team pick on him less. I told him that I would have a word with the boys after the game to tell them to behave and Samuel practically was in tears. He was so upset and moody the entire next week and I wanted him to be popular, so without telling him I would, the next game I attended, I wore something cute, but because of a client meeting (I'm an event planner - my own business) I arrived at the game in the last 10 mins. But even in this ten mins - not to sound conceited - I had everyone looking at me, including Rance.
I wore my cute pink H&M top and black Prana leggings with my black Jimmy Choo boots. It wasn't until later when I saw the photo I asked my son to take of me on my phone did I realize that the whole time I was at the soccer game in the bright sun, the outline of my black VS bra was showing through my pink top. No one bothered to quietly mention it to me. I remember seeing Ron - he's married to Margret who is besties with Carol - was approaching me from the other side of the field with his hoodie in hand and then Margret stopped him, I couldn't hear what they were saying, but I saw Ron gesture in my direction with the hoodie in his hand and Margret just snatched it away from him. So what does that tell you?
Now I feel embarrassed to share this pic, but getting male points of view - as long as they are intelligent and well thought out, hopefully with examples or details, (if not, you shouldn't expect a reply). I'm just going to attach it now before I change my mind. Needless to say, the "Soccer Mom" comments later at the after game party at Carol and Henry's home took on a more sexual connotation I was unaware of and surprised and more than a little embarrassed to learn about in the week to follow.
I've just been flustered recently and haven't anyone really to discuss this with. I don't know if I should share my situation that my profile and linked forum thread mention in another forum like this or a role-play as to see how a situation might happen or if I should try writing it as a fiction story.
My son is struggling socially and I thought getting him involved in something athletic would help. He seems to be trying to make friends with a few of the other boys on the team but I can see the boys are including him just to be the one they pick on. I've tried mentioning it to the coach during the games but Rance - his name, such a typical obvious failed jock, now alcoholic overgrown bully - is very rudely dismissive to me in front of the other parents, some who clearly dislike me for obvious reasons and do very little to cover their pleased chuckling or Rance will just flat ignore me despite me standing right next to him on the side lines. I so wanted to slap him to see if he would ignore me then. And I almost did last week but then Carol - who has become the unofficial president of the Dislike Brianna Society.
Last month Samuel asked me to "dress cute" to the soccer games and when I asked why, he said the boys on the team pick on him less. I told him that I would have a word with the boys after the game to tell them to behave and Samuel practically was in tears. He was so upset and moody the entire next week and I wanted him to be popular, so without telling him I would, the next game I attended, I wore something cute, but because of a client meeting (I'm an event planner - my own business) I arrived at the game in the last 10 mins. But even in this ten mins - not to sound conceited - I had everyone looking at me, including Rance.
I wore my cute pink H&M top and black Prana leggings with my black Jimmy Choo boots. It wasn't until later when I saw the photo I asked my son to take of me on my phone did I realize that the whole time I was at the soccer game in the bright sun, the outline of my black VS bra was showing through my pink top. No one bothered to quietly mention it to me. I remember seeing Ron - he's married to Margret who is besties with Carol - was approaching me from the other side of the field with his hoodie in hand and then Margret stopped him, I couldn't hear what they were saying, but I saw Ron gesture in my direction with the hoodie in his hand and Margret just snatched it away from him. So what does that tell you?
Now I feel embarrassed to share this pic, but getting male points of view - as long as they are intelligent and well thought out, hopefully with examples or details, (if not, you shouldn't expect a reply). I'm just going to attach it now before I change my mind. Needless to say, the "Soccer Mom" comments later at the after game party at Carol and Henry's home took on a more sexual connotation I was unaware of and surprised and more than a little embarrassed to learn about in the week to follow.