Some people...
Yesterday I published a chronicle on my other, more official site. The topic was in line with me, myself and I. As in me cutting out time consuming activities that don’t lead anywhere out of my life.
I believe it took about 3-4h before one of my subscribers that I follow had posted an insane long piece about people like me. She did not say it out loud but it was written in between the lines.
I admit to also finding inspiration amongst people I follow, people online, discussions, articles, rumours etc. but this really was targeted.
I can see that everybody did not like my post, fine by me.
But then you can leave a comment in the comment section, contact me in person, or just leave it be.
Don’t send a passive aggressive message disguised as a newsletter and drop it in my inbox. That is both rude and shallow even worse, you don’t even know me!
Worst part is, it totally triggered that awful feeling of being trolled and dragged through the internet mud almost ten years ago.
The experience of a lifetime I wish I had never had, and the main thing that made me start questioning my whole existence, my writing capabilities and so much more.
I thought I had finally put all those feelings behind me, but turns out they are still lurking in the dark. Ready to take me down when I least expect it.
