04 Aug
Mean Girls Don’t Age Well

Dear Mouthy Housewives,

I was on Facebook and saw a comment on a high school friend’s page by someone that I am not friends with, but that I went to high school with. Are you with me so far? Anyway, this girl was gorgeous in high school and also a completely mean and hateful bitch.

And now? She looks a good 10 years older than she is, not to mention horrible dye job, in bad shape and just generally miserable looking. Why does this bring me such absolute joy? I am smiling ear to ear and doing a little happy jig as I type this. Please diagnose this. Because I am pretty sure it’s not normal.


What Comes Around, Goes Around


Dear What Comes Around, Goes Around,

Isn’t Facebook absolutely fantastic?! I mean, not so long ago, you’d have to wait until one of those awkward reunions (which, of course, requires a blow-out, a mani/pedi, a new outfit and a last minute liquid diet) just to see how all your former classmates turned out. Now you can just sit there in your sweatpants and slippers, log in and you immediately know how Miss Hateful Bitch is looking these days.

But you’re right. She must look pretty darn awful if that’s the Facebook photo she chose, so obviously karma has come back to bite her mean high school arse. And frankly, if you suffered because of her vicious ways, it’s perfectly normal to feel some satisfaction at her decline.

I remember an evil girl from high school who used to mock me endlessly on the school bus.   I certainly hope karma has caught up with her too, and that she now picks up cow dung for a living and is in desperate need of Botox.

But here’s the thing to remember: most people are cruel because someone has been cruel to them. And joy derived from someone else’s unhappiness is not really true joy. Make sure that you are deriving happiness from your own life… whether that’s your friends, your family, your children, your career, etc. Because I promise you, when you’re consumed with the energy and fullness of your own life, you’ll barely give a moment’s thought to that mean girl from high school.

Friend me on Facebook,

Kelcey, TMH

6 Responses to “Mean Girls Don’t Age Well”


Comment by Katie.

I was a miserable little bitch in highschool. I think now-a-days they call those kinda kids “emo” Only, it wasn’t trendy or cool in my day.

I resented almost everyone, said they were mean and shallow, but played nice to their face. When they started finding me on facebook, I friended every single one of them, in the hopes that I’d get to point and laugh.

Instead, I found myself chatting to WONDERFUL people who had successful lives, and even found out how they really felt about me in HS. They LIKED ME.

So there I sat one day, realizing I was the pinhead the whole time, looking back at my life and seeing all the times Karma had attempted to slap me in the face and I just didn’t have a damn clue.

I guess what I’m saying is, did you really hate her because she was mean? Was she REALLY that mean? I thought they were……when I was 15.

Hindsight is 20/20 baby.


Comment by christy.

I don’t understand people who put up unflattering pix on facebook and I LOVE reconnecting with my old friends. People who weren’t my friends? I ignore their friend requests! Great response Kelcey – loved it!


Comment by Amber in Albuquerque.

I like Katie’s comment. Still, while 20 years (or so) on down the road you may realize that mean people aren’t mean or that cruel people were cruel because someone else was cruel to them (wow…that was ugly) the one thing I’ve learned from Facebook (besides how much I love stupid quizzes) is that shallow people are still shallow. Not mean, not unpleasant, just shallow. Do I friend these shallow people who would not talk to me in HS? Sure. Why not? Some of us have not been BFFs since elementary school. Is FB gonna change either one of us? Will we become BFFs now? Probably not, but you never know, and in the mean time why not be cordial?


Comment by tammigirl.

I totally agree. Even the ladies who work at the makeup counter with my college-aged daughter can’t believe I gave birth to her. I tell them it’s the Lancome she feeds me – and my pure delightfully sweet nature.


Comment by Andrea's Sweet Life.

HEY! I pick up cow dung for a living, and yes, I could probably use some botox, but… I promise I was nice in high school! Does this mean I should have been a BITCH?


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