I occasionally write a few opinion pieces on this blog. Why not, it’s my blog and I can write whatever I want about whatever subjects. If you don’t approve of what I write, let me know by all means: as long as you’re capable of having a real discussion and explain intelligently why you don’t agree, we can have a nice and healthy debate – I enjoy that!
If you really can’t stand my opinions and do not think it’s worth talking to me about them, fair enough! Don’t read my posts, unfollow me if you’re a follower, etc…
I wrote about Caitlyn Jenner a while ago and “somebody” took objection to my opinion. That somebody made personal attacks and accused me of various things without ever being able to back up those accusations when asked to do so. After many comments going back and forth (I should have stopped responding quickly when it became clear what type of person I was dealing with, my bad!) that person told me they were never ever going to visit my blog again.
Great! Doing us both a favor, brilliant.
Except that person, who obviously has been anonymous from the very beginning, hiding under various names such as “Transjenner”, “Equality Rainbows” “Southwest”, etc… has been avidly following my blog and popping up regularly to comment (making personal attacks is more accurate) on every opinion piece I’ve written ever since. Ignoring her/him hasn’t worked, the comments keep coming – as frequent and unwanted as the rain in the UK.
Well, dear stalker, today I did something I have never done before. I followed the advice of one of my fellow bloggers and edited your latest comment to turn it into a glowing review of myself before releasing it on the blog. I was quite mischievous really, my wicked sense of humor took over I’m afraid!
I saw no reason to carry on with this endless vicious circle of you making personal attacks regularly while hiding under various anonymous names that lead to blank pages. I know you’ve found me on Twitter since you mentioned it recently and I find this, you, really sad. You have basic information about me while I know absolutely nothing about you, not even your gender…are you a man or a woman? Fuck knows! I know nothing, only that you are always there in the background, waiting for the next occasion to attack me, cowardly, hiding behind a computer screen somewhere.
Obviously you didn’t react well to me editing your comment, I didn’t expect you to:
Well, you reacted exactly as I thought you would: ridiculous and childish words, as usual.
Yes, it IS me in the photo, and no, I’m not sleeping with Matt – I’d have a hard time doing that with him being across the pond – lol – not to mention the fact that neither of us are single but, hey, I’m French and a slut, right?
Seriously, get over it!
Do you realize how ironic it is that you should accuse me of having issues when those 4 comments were left under 4 different names? Comments that are as ludicrous as they are puerile?
Have you no life? Obviously not. Somebody recently commented on an older post of mine and I discovered because of this that you had gone through the entire 60+ comments and “unliked” every comment of mine and every comment made by people who agreed with me. I found out purely by chance, but I thought it so terribly sad that you had taken the time to do that. How petty and spiteful. I can only imagine you’ve done this on other posts too, but quite frankly, I couldn’t be bothered to check. I have better things to do with my time, contrary to you.
Please do not attempt to comment on my blog again as I will carry on doing what I started today: edit your comments rather than ignoring them. I figure that’s the only way to stop you in your tracks. If this doesn’t work, then I’ll have no choice but to report you: stalking and harassing people is a crime, only you don’t seem to be aware of it.
I genuinely feel pain at the gaping hole in your life you’re trying to fill, but believe me when I say that stalking me is not the way. Take up a hobby, get some therapy… I don’t know… anything at all. You clearly need help and I want you to get it. I’m not angry with you, I just find you tiresome and sad, I feel sorry for you – please get help, everybody deserves to be happy, even you.
*Additional Note* I have got emails from people who don’t understand why I wrote this post. Not that I feel I have to justify myself (although, obviously I do, otherwise I wouldn’t be writing this, would I?) but the reason I did write this post is because the stalker, not content with just being a stalker, simply went too far yesterday.
Yesterday, the troll did something that needed teaching a lesson: they contacted me pretending to be “just another blogger” asking about a post which had been made private. When I asked which post, they told me, adding: “I agreed with you, I wanted to forward it to a friend”…now there was no need to say they agreed with me if they were just a regular blogger…it was almost as if they were trying to lure me into a false sense of security…so I wondered if they were not the stalker, I’m not stupid and something didn’t add up…you could say I smelt a rat, literally. I clicked on the avatar of this inquiring blogger and it lead me to a blank page…ha! If they thought they were being clever, I was one step ahead. So I made the post public again (no idea why it had gone private in the first place) and told them I had done so. What I guessed would happen, did: the stalker commented really quickly in their usual pathetic manner, under a different name than the “inquiring blogger” of course.
So I had been right…and what the stalker did was very sneaky, incredibly devious in my book. It was a very low thing to do and this was one step further than just leaving spiteful comments all over my blog. I thought that deserved a lesson, I’m not sorry I did it – I hate cowards and I hate people who lie and pretend to be someone else for the sole purpose of then abusing you under a different name…I also hate people who think I’m stupid and think I would fall for their pathetic little tricks. I’m really not sorry I did it, it needed to be done. I do agree that ignoring trolls is usually the right thing to do, and I would report someone who made actual threats but, believe it or not I do feel sorry for this particular person, so I thought a sharp shock such as this post would be the way to end this, without the need to do anything more serious. It seems to have done the trick as I haven’t heard from them since.