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Virtual Insanity
10 years ago
Good evening,
It's 10 p.m. here and I'm exhausted. I've been doing some freelance work since seven in the morning. I normally get up around nine or ten; tend to sleep in. The past couple of days have been work-intensive, and that's something I need to get used to again. When you're unemployed for a while, you have to find something to do to keep your mind and body in constant motion. Otherwise, you drift. I had a full-time job, pay was good, and the job was demanding. But once I was let go, I was in a deep funk for months. Now that I'm no longer in one, it feels like my work endurance has atrophied over time.
Tonight, I'm lucid enough to get my thoughts together. Instead of talking about my stories, which I'm working on -- commissions and IN GOOD COMPANY are back on track -- I wanted to talk about cyber-harassment.
So, as some of you know, I've been the recipient of ongoing cyber-harassment and stalking by a person who is obsessed with destroying my reputation in any way possible. Last night I did some sleuthing and I came across a fairly disturbing conclusion: this stalker has created over 20 anonymous social media accounts. Some of them were accounts I recognized. Basically, these accounts were made for the sole purpose of slandering people that she doesn't like or people that disagree with her. I came across with a huge treasure trove of disturbing comments made about me that were sent out to my friends, co-workers and acquaintances. Here I was, wondering why my friends were constantly unfriending me and distancing themselves from me. I had an idea, but didn't know the extent of it.
I believe I now have enough to go to the police and press charges (finally). I can't exactly take her to court because she has no money, and the damage is already done. No amount of money is going to restore my relationships. Frankly, I'm bummed about that. I'm not super depressed about it, but it does suck. The bizarre thing about this whole episode is that I have to resist the temptation to prove that I'm better than what she claims I am. I have to slap myself in the face and say, "No. That's ridiculous."
A lot has been on my mind. Thank you guys for letting me vent. It's hard to explain all of this in an IM conversation. "Hey, Ace! What's up?" "Oh, not much. Just found out a psychopath has been telling my friends that I'm trying to 'hurt' her." You know, psycho shit. No big deal.
I wonder when my boner will return.
LS
It's 10 p.m. here and I'm exhausted. I've been doing some freelance work since seven in the morning. I normally get up around nine or ten; tend to sleep in. The past couple of days have been work-intensive, and that's something I need to get used to again. When you're unemployed for a while, you have to find something to do to keep your mind and body in constant motion. Otherwise, you drift. I had a full-time job, pay was good, and the job was demanding. But once I was let go, I was in a deep funk for months. Now that I'm no longer in one, it feels like my work endurance has atrophied over time.
Tonight, I'm lucid enough to get my thoughts together. Instead of talking about my stories, which I'm working on -- commissions and IN GOOD COMPANY are back on track -- I wanted to talk about cyber-harassment.
So, as some of you know, I've been the recipient of ongoing cyber-harassment and stalking by a person who is obsessed with destroying my reputation in any way possible. Last night I did some sleuthing and I came across a fairly disturbing conclusion: this stalker has created over 20 anonymous social media accounts. Some of them were accounts I recognized. Basically, these accounts were made for the sole purpose of slandering people that she doesn't like or people that disagree with her. I came across with a huge treasure trove of disturbing comments made about me that were sent out to my friends, co-workers and acquaintances. Here I was, wondering why my friends were constantly unfriending me and distancing themselves from me. I had an idea, but didn't know the extent of it.
I believe I now have enough to go to the police and press charges (finally). I can't exactly take her to court because she has no money, and the damage is already done. No amount of money is going to restore my relationships. Frankly, I'm bummed about that. I'm not super depressed about it, but it does suck. The bizarre thing about this whole episode is that I have to resist the temptation to prove that I'm better than what she claims I am. I have to slap myself in the face and say, "No. That's ridiculous."
A lot has been on my mind. Thank you guys for letting me vent. It's hard to explain all of this in an IM conversation. "Hey, Ace! What's up?" "Oh, not much. Just found out a psychopath has been telling my friends that I'm trying to 'hurt' her." You know, psycho shit. No big deal.
I wonder when my boner will return.
LS
I wish I had some way to help you, but even if I cannot, at least know I am wishing the best in your direction.