Updating this blog is something that brings me joy. It’s therapeutic, and it really makes me feel like my readers are on the journey with me, and that somehow I’m not shouldering the weight alone. So believe me when I tell you that no one is more surprised that me that I allowed an anonymous troll meanie to scare me away from my own blog for three weeks because of the unkind words that he/she posted to my page (since deleted). I won’t bore you with all the details, but someone from the blogosphere, who I have never met nor heard of, reached out to me to let me know that they felt that sharing the personal moments of my life was proof I was an “attention whore” and that they actually doubted that half of what I was saying was true. This was especially painful because it was right after I published a piece from the heart, a blog post called “Where I Stood” that was deeply meaningful to me.
I mulled that over for a while, wondering why someone would go out of their way to reach out for the purpose of calling me names and doubting my authenticity. I truly thought hard about it for a while, until I realized something: their motives matter not. They hurt my feelers and knocked me off my path for a little while, but I eventually came back around to MY motives: the intentional decision to be very open and honest about my experiences growing our family, for the express purpose of ENCOURAGING others. The Hubs and I keep a pretty upbeat outlook on life despite the fact that we have to try so much harder than the average bear to add children to our family. Between our optimism, and all we have been through, I have developed the desire to encourage others to stay in the game and not give up on their dream of being a parent, no matter the method. I can’t believe I let some faceless internet troll who probably lives in their parent’s basement deter me from my mission, even if it was just for three weeks. That’s just embarrassing, and I should be better than that.
Have you ever let someone get to you over something they are completely unqualified to judge you for? How long did it take for you to realize you were giving them way more power than they deserved? I’m glad it only took me three weeks to bounce back. It’s so uncharacteristic of me to even give a single second to something like that, but the idea that my good intentions were being viewed as “attention whore-ness” was really a sucker punch. So here’s to keeping the internet trolls where they belong, in the dark recesses of cyber space, powerless and alone as God intended.
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5 thoughts on “Troll Be-Gone”
I was just thinking this morning about my own cyber bullying incident and how it hurt so bad that faceless, nameless people were tearing me down for their own enjoyment. It hurts!! But after that same threeish weeks I bounced back with renewed strength, having had a chance to reassess my own position on the things they were a bully about. It was interesting to read your experience! Thanks for sharing!
Dude. This is amazing!!! This means your blog is famous enough to have psychos commenting on it!!! Congrats!
Well, that would be a cool reason, but sadly I think there are just meanies out there who spread misery rather than encouragement. Very sad and lonely people.
I am sorry this happened to you. I don’t understand what people get out of by being randomly mean. Such a waste of time and energy.
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I know, right? Think of the good use that energy could go to rather than knocking others down. I figured my best response was to take the high road, and I’m glad I did. (Although I had some mean thoughts of my own for a while I felt like tossing back!)
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