I love how petty people can be on the internet.
Maybe ‘petty’ isn’t the word for it. Maybe ‘down and out stupid’ is a better way to describe what’s been going on these past 24 hours.
You see, I’m piecing together a puzzle that is nine years in the making, and I think I have found the remaining pieces and a chance to put it all in the past. When I voiced my opinions on forums, mainly one echoing another poster, I was attacked by the missing link. Not just on the forum, but here I have several comments that I won’t be approving because of their idiotic nature. It seems people on the internet come to this site, dig around through my archives hoping I’m one of the more stupid people who posts her skeletons and major faults on a public website, and when they can’t find something to complain about me in, they always try and throw the same, tired thing up in my face: My daughter is dead.
They act like it’s something that I don’t know, then they act like it’s something I did on purpose. Pogo didn’t die in a hospital, so the police were involved. They are in every death that doesn’t happen in a hospital or clinical setting, even though I am a nurse.
They act like I murdered the girl and then forgot all about it, thus leaving snark-tastic comments about how my daughter is dead, I’m a terrible mother, and so on, and said comments are supposed to make me cry or something.
It helps if you actually know someone before attempting to insult them or hurt them emotionally. All these comments do is waste a second of my life to delete them and move on. I really don’t care who says what. Apparently I hit raw nerves when I state medically researched information to strangers begging for help from other strangers in cyber space, and it’s information they really don’t want to hear, so they come to my site and attempt to hurt me back, even though I was quoting facts and never meant to hurt them at all.
I think I’ll make a list of things that could potentially hurt me, should anyone shallow and stupid enough want to attempt actually hurt me on the internet again. Here’s a list of things to work with, though I’ve heard all of these to my face so it’s not like they’re original or even going to make me flinch:
1. I’m fat.
2. I don’t think I’m that attractive.
3. I screw up all the time.
4. It takes me a really long time to learn the simplest things.
5. I was only an honor student for 9 years.
6. My layout here sucks.
7. I can’t design in HTML or Photoshop.
8. I’m 29 and still get pimples.
9. One of my best friends is gay.
Now, if you’re a normal person, none of that would matter about another fellow human being. But the people who come here and attack me aren’t normal. They seem to have the idea that throwing the fact that my daughter died in my face is somehow a fair fight for me telling them it’s a bad idea to smoke 3 packs of cigarettes an hour or drive drunk and stoned. So that list up there is a perfect list for them.
Ok, I’m going to go buy fonts to try and clear my head.
If anyone thinks I’m in a bad mood, you thought right! I just went through FOUR HOURS of pain for the sake of art. I can’t put pictures up right now because I have no one to take the pictures. But believe me when I say it’s worth it!