It was meant to be sarcastic. Light. Relatable.

Instead, it apparently became a case study on parenting, entitlement, the downfall of America, and my moral character.

So naturally… here are the five things the internet decided I am.

1. A Bad Mom

Ah yes. The classic.

Because nothing screams “irresponsible mother” like letting your daughter order Starbucks while you drink home-brewed Folgers out of an open mug in the car (Who knew the open mug would cause such anger...."What are you, some pyscho riding around with an open mug? Get a travel cup, you hillbilly!")

It was a joke. A 40-second exaggeration. A tiny snapshot of a moment.
Not a manifesto on modern parenting.

But if you’ve ever raised teenagers (and this is my 3rd, you know humor is survival).

2. An enabler

This one made me laugh.

Apparently buying a teenager a strawberry refresher is the gateway drug to societal collapse and directly leads to grown adults living in their parents' basements. Who knew?

Meanwhile, the same internet that thinks this is enabling has no problem with teenagers having smartphones, sports travel budgets, or Sephora rewards accounts.

Perspective is a funny thing.

3. Raising Entitled Kids (With a Side of Career Analysis)

There were detailed assessments of my daughter’s past, present, and future work ethic.
Predictions about her character.
Assumptions about how she was raised.

All from a 40-second clip.

It’s amazing how quickly strangers can map out your entire family dynamic without knowing your routines, responsibilities, sacrifices, or reality.

4. Out of Touch, and also a Representation of What's Wrong with Today's Youth.

This one deserves a joint category.

Because apparently I am both:

• wildly out of touch
  and

• personally responsible for Gen Z/Gen Alpha's attitude.

Which is impressive, honestly. I'm flattered I've been given so much credit. I’m sipping Folgers in leggings bought with Kohl’s Cash… but also orchestrating the collapse of modern culture?

It was a Starbucks run.
Not a State of the Union.

5. Apparently Worthy of Creative Profanity.

For a lighthearted, self-deprecating reel with zero political commentary, the language escalated quickly.

I won’t repeat what was said (this is still a sweatshirt blog, not a rap song), but let’s just say some commenters felt strongly.

Very strongly.

I genuinely thought that if I stayed away from politics, controversy, and hot-button topics, I’d be safe.

Turns out? You don’t need politics to trigger people.
Sometimes all it takes is Starbucks and sarcasm.

But here's the thing: 

It also brought messages from people who said,
“This is so relatable.”
“This made me laugh.”
“I needed this today.”

And that part matters more.

The reel went viral. Which means it brought trolls.

But it also brought new followers. New customers. New conversations.
And a reminder that when you put yourself out there, not everyone will get it.

And that’s okay.

Because this season of my life?
It’s about protecting my peace.
It’s about less apologizing.
It’s about fewer explanations.

It’s about being… unbothered.

That’s exactly why the Unbothered sweatshirt exists.

Not because I’m unaffected. Not because I don’t care.

But because I’ve learned that not every opinion deserves a response.

Some deserve a soft sweatshirt and a scroll past.

If you’ve ever been misunderstood by a 40-second clip…
If you’ve ever been labeled by people who don’t know your whole story…
If you’ve ever decided your peace matters more than winning the comments section…

This one’s for you.