I have a very strict policy – I insta-block anon-hate. If it’s something particularly ludicrous or if I think answering the thing can serve as a teachable moment, then I screenshot the ask and publish it as a separate post, so I can still IP-block the sender. I don’t collect IPs themselves, because I’ve no interest in the identities of anonymous users.
But I’m also sick of some bullshit in particular, so I’m going to talk about it. See, I had another anon barge into my inbox and screech at me for ‘hating survivors’, across multiple messages. I’d have likely gotten more of that, if I hadn’t blocked them. All for the crime of being a survivor of CSA myself, yet one who doesn’t take the same tack as them, who doesn’t deal with their issues in the same way they do and who has the fucking gall to enjoy content that they abhor. This just in: ‘hating survivors’ nowadays is synonymous with being an ‘improper survivor’ yourself, according to too many people in this hellhole.
The worst part of the whole thing is that they took the information in my before you follow page, which is put there precisely for full disclosure purposes and in order to protect people who might find anything I post distressing or triggering… and essentially spat it right back in my face, demanding to know ‘why you hate survivors so much’. Hilariously enough, almost none of the content I warn for over there exists on my main blog – 99% of it gets reblogged onto sideblogs, specifically to shield other survivors who could be affected by it. There is also this particular notice:
But I suppose that these days there’s nothing cathartic, nothing that gives one an emotional high and makes one feel Good and Just and like sticking it to some make-believe villain they’ve built up in their own imagination, if they simply follow the above advice, instead of going on a vicious screed in someone’s bloody inbox.
Honestly, I did feel pity for them. They’d clearly been abused, they were clearly hurting and lashing out at anyone they thought they could hit. I can understand that – I wasn’t that much different as a teenager myself. But my sympathy doesn’t extend far enough to covering shit like being accused of all sorts of heinous things, just because one has discovered that it’s easier to deal with the pain by inflicting some on others as well.