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When Internet Trolls Miss the Mark (And Why I Couldn’t Stay Silent This Time)

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Let’s be real—if you’ve spent more than five minutes online, you’ve probably encountered someone who just needs to share their unsolicited (and often unhinged) opinion. Most of the time, I scroll right past. Engaging rarely changes minds, and honestly? Life’s too short to argue with strangers in my DMs.

But every once in a while, a comment comes along that’s so absurd, so delusionally off-base, that I can’t help but laugh—and, okay, maybe clap back a little. This week, one such gem appeared, and let’s just say… it was comedy gold.

The Comment That Broke My “No Response” Rule

The accusation? That I apparently leave my daughter Colette “all by herself” (cue the dramatic echo effect 🎶). First of all—what? If you’ve ever seen even a single Instagram Story of mine, you know that child is constantly surrounded by chaos, love, and at least one parent (or sibling, or dog) within arm’s reach. The idea that she’s just… wandering alone like a tiny protagonist in a surreal indie film is wild.

So yeah, I responded. And then I did what any sane person would do: I let my followers roast it with me. The jokes in my DMs and Stories were chef’s kiss—everything from “Colette, alone in the wilderness, surviving on snack pouches and toddler rage” to “Plot twist: She’s actually running this account.” Y’all never disappoint.

Why This One Hit Different

Normally, I’d shrug and move on. But this comment was a perfect storm of hilarious inaccuracy and audacity. It wasn’t just wrong—it was creatively wrong. Like, did this person think I just… leave her in a room with a camera and hope for the best? Does she think toddlers are self-sufficient? (Spoiler: They are not. I have the snack demands and impromptu meltdowns to prove it.)

It also highlighted something bigger: the weird assumptions people make based on 15-second clips of someone’s life. Social media is a highlight reel, a series of fragments—not a documentary. If you’re judging someone’s parenting (or anything else) from a handful of curated moments, you’re playing a losing game.

The Bigger Lesson: When to Ignore, When to Laugh

Here’s my general rule for dealing with online nonsense:

  • Ignore the hate. Most trolls want a reaction. Deny them the satisfaction.
  • Laugh at the ridiculous. If it’s so absurd it’s funny? Lean in. Share it. Let your community dunk on it with you.
  • Block liberally. Life’s too short for bad vibes.

This time, laughing felt right. Not because the comment mattered, but because not taking it seriously was the best reminder that some things online just… aren’t worth the energy. And turning it into a joke with my followers made the whole thing way more fun than whatever that commenter was hoping for.

P.S. Colette Is Fine (And Very Much Supervised)

For the record: No toddlers were left unsupervised in the making of this content. Colette is, as always, living her best (loud, messy, snack-filled) life—surrounded by people who adore her. And if that’s not obvious from my posts? Well, maybe that’s the real mystery here.

Now, back to our regularly scheduled programming—which may or may not include more sarcasm, toddler chaos, and zero concern for random internet detectives. 😉

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