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Bullying is not ok. Ever.

I am blessed. It sounds like a cliche line from an inexperienced young lady, but it is the truth. The people in my life are astounding. Wise, generous, loyal, defensive:) , fiesty! haha. But seriously, I am incredibly lucky to associate with such gems. My family very much included. Friends in other states feel like are with me even from across the sand and seas. It really is a beautiful thing. Thankyou for your love and support everyone, your feedback and love really is what keeps me writing.

So Ive had a little look back over the past few months, I wish those blogs were more upbeat and encouraging, but unfortunately part of life and its journey incorporates such times. The key thing, I made it through, and so will you... Thankyou for being on this journey with me.

In light of the recent activities on this blog, I thought long and hard about if I should publicly address it. I could delete every post from the incident, or, I could bring it to light and make an example of something that a lot of the world is facing on a daily basis. Until recently, bullying wasnt really something I could say I have experienced frequently. I didnt like what I had heard of it, but I certainly didnt understand to the extent I do now, the damage it can do. That is why I am going public, because if there even one person who reads this and gets the support they need, then it was worth it.

My soul purpose in this blog was to be the story that could help someone else find their way. It was to create awareness and honesty, through the positive days and the negative. To give a true portrayal of what most of the worlds population have experienced but never spoken about. Its not so that you feel sorry for me, its so that people struggling can identify with and feel a sense of normality, that they arent alone. I felt like that for years and if this can be someones hope, then it has been worth every single word.

I have decided to delete the comments surrounding this instance because they are full of hatred and no one benifits from reading such words. But I have chosen a few lines just to give example to the destruction our world is in. I cannot believe that these people really exists, it makes me so sad.

"...You are not one of gods beautiful creations, you are mentally sick,live in a distorted perception of reality and bring only sadness and a disgusting reminder of the potential for evil. I consider you a sponge of the happy energy of those who god created in his image. Although people may be nice and say they want you to get better, please remember that this extra support you need just to try to feel normal is draining on those who were blessed by god and deserve better (You exist only on the charity of true Christian souls) You are not a princess of god, your depression/anxiety/ and the abhorrent depersonalization disorder clearly signal you are a daughter of Satan. A subtle conspiracy of his to make gods creation strange and ugly, bringing undertones of dementia and incompetence to the previously perfect phenomenon of human experience. Looking through your posts, you demonstrate again and again below average intelligence and a alien personality which can only bring conflict and shame to those unfortunate enough to interact with it.
You tempt us with the fruit of your mind which is rotten and are the concepts god warned us not to touch, which ejected us from his garden. Every evil thought you have, and then demonstrate criminal malevolence by sharing, is like injecting the world with poison. I pray that those who take pitty on you due to you resembling a human form (albeit unattractive) find the strength to endure and overcome your negative perverted influence. Your husband deserves a better life with a woman who has a soul and can be a partner in life, not a burden which needs constant support and will haunt his reality with its twisted/demented mind. Your child deserves a healthy mother, not a monster Amen (PS, please dont talk to our god, your shrillish devil inspired shrieks drown out real prayers) ..."


Wow hey, and that is not even half of it. A completely unprovoced attack on a stranger. The worst part is, apart from any action I take to address what has happened, meantime,  they just move on to the next victim. Thankfully, I have an enormous network of support and love, and even with that I struggled reading and processing those words. It made me think, what about the people who arent as fortunate, who go home from school or off the computer, absolutely gutted and destroyed, and have nobody.

That thought is what prompted this response from me :

"...I feel sick for any other people who are next on your list. Who decide to share their journey,to help others be aware and to get healing themselves. I feel sick that your malice words could affect someone else. For a minute, you crippled me, but thankfully I am surrounded by utter love and support, what about the poor others you bully who dont have that support! you know, the ones you read about or see on the news because they have killed themselves because of people just.like.YOU..."

It sounds harsh but its true. Its so easy for people to hide behind a user name, without even knowing the true, damaging, lasting affect it has on the victim. My attack was only a once off thing, what about those of you who feel this everysingle day, who recieve this treatment, on a daily basis. It is soul destroying .
For those of you who have and do suffer bullying and abuse, let these words be your support. Let this be the voice saying that it is NOT ok, you dont deserve it, and it does NOT define who you are. People only tear you down because it is a refelction of how they feel about themselves. You deserve better than that, and you are worth more than that.

There are some amazing replies that people wrote in response below on the previous blog, and I thank each and everyone of you for you love, wisdom and support. I hate that you have all been brought into such a yucky experience. Hopefull we can put the whole saga behind us and keep moving forward on our journeys together. If anything, this whole scenario has made me more passionate to blog, to blog positivity and truth and love. To keep blogging this story and watch it unfold as it becomes a true testiment to God, his faithfulness and his healing.

I love you all so very much. xxoo

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  1. There is a certain level of anonymity that the internet provides to us and this world, but we are never anonymous to God. xxx

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