Blogging gives us a false sense of security. We tend to think we're safe behind our keyboard and computer screen. It's easy to abuse and be abused by others with words left on our posts and comment sections. I know at times I've had to use the delete and backspace key to change words that are otherwise nasty or less than what I would normally use when face-to-face with another.
That being said, I've had my first experience of someone posting anonymously on this blog and another of mine, accusing me of things and when I ask for more information, none is forthcoming. What follows is more little game playing, accusations and insults. Without going into detail, other than to say I am confident this person was once pulling the same little game on a fellow blogger whom I know personally (as in know in "real" life), it's caused me to think about some things. For one, I won't be feeding into this person's need for attention. All further comments will be deleted. And yet, I also want to say "fuck it" to taking the higher ground of practicing respect, treating others the way I'd want to be treated. I've taken a lot of verbal abuse throughout my life, most of the time silently. Either that or I try and come across as feeling ok about the experience, trying to deal with the situation from a place of respect.
Today's a new day though and for once, I'm gonna unleash without censoring myself. To this particular individual and to all others who think the internet gives them some sense of security in terms of abusing others, you're a sick fucker. Who in the fuck do you think you are? Does it make you feel superior, does it give you a rush to attack and abuse another person? Does it give you a sense of sick delight to manipulate another person, to draw them in to your obsessive need for attention, whether it's negative or positive?
I don't care what your mommy or your daddy did or didn't do for or to you as a child. I don't care if you were brutalized or ignored as a child. I don't care if someone came along and stole your puppy or your sweetheart or your favorite toy. I don't care of the kids taunted you at every chance possible. Nothing ever will give you the justified reason to abuse or harm another person without cause.
If I had the power, I'd put you all on a boat to nowhere so you could abuse each other and live in your own little delusional prison. Until then, do what the rest of us do. Acknowledge the crap that you were handed that caused your pain and work your ass off to heal from it and better yourself so that you don't repeat the cycle. Own up to your shit. You owe it to yourself.