I’m Amanda, 29, a mother of four, and I work full-time at a consulting firm. Every day, I leave at 4:30 to pick up my kids, and my coworker Liz—who has no children—never stops mocking me. She calls me “School Bus” and says I’m only good at “getting pregnant.” Yesterday, I finally had enough. I recorded her insults and brought them to HR.
When Liz realized what I had done, she begged me not to go through with it—confessing she was caring for sick parents and desperately needed the job. Now she faces being fired, and guilt weighs on me. Did I go too far, or was it simply standing up for myself after endless disrespect? Life often forces us into choices where fairness, empathy, and survival clash—and this was one of those moments.
