I’m no stranger to negative comments and trolls. Being the owner of a pretty successful Facebook page I get my fair share of Negative Nancies over there. I have pretty thick skin on a good day. The usual course of action is ban and delete. Sometimes I’ll call them out on their bullshit. Surprisingly enough, some of them even inbox me and apologize. ❤
If you read my latest post about trolls on Pinterest (you really should) I talk about the peeps over there and their comments. Oy. They have some serious issues.
Ironically, I get very few negative comments here on Medium. I can probably count them on one hand. To be honest, they aren’t even really that negative. Not like hurt your feelings kind of negative anyway.
Until last night…
Now if you’ve been keeping up with my stories lately you know my mom just died and I had to deal with hateful negative family back in Canada for her funeral. It was broo-tal!!! I kissed the fucking ground when I returned to Guatemala.
You can read about the shit show that took place up there, here:
I couldn’t handle much more negativity. It sucked the life right out of me. I’m a very sensitive person and even though I do have thick skin, a person can really only handle so much. Seriously.
But then this happened
So anyway, last night I check my comments and I see someone has spewed venom all over an older post. I won’t make you read the whole article. It was pretty much all about how I used to be a bitch and now I’m a good person. In a nutshell.
The moral of the whole story really was, don’t give up on people. People can change. I did. Well apparently ‘Doug the douchebag’ didn’t agree with me and had a mouthful of shit to spit at me.
And he did. His comment went like this:
So you were naturally a total bitch growing up with a tendency to be hateful to people…and then after all that you felt entitled to be loved, so you read self-help books. I’ve noticed in my 33 years of living that nearly everyone who says “I am lovable and likable. I am caring and giving and fun and optimistic. I hold no judgment…” — is absolutely the opposite. Those who are actually this way do not feel the need to advertise their “reformed bitch” status to the world. You are trying to convince yourself you have changed, but deep inside you are exactly the same person you’ve always been, regardless of the fake righteousness you hide behind.
Ouch dude. What the fuck? Man. I had to read it twice just to make sure I understood what he was saying.
That’s brilliant. You should write a book.
Thanx for your heartfelt comment. I appreciate you reading this and your support!
Fuck off Doug (not his real name by the way).
Now I could have spewed all over him, right back. The Italian in me wanted to go up one side of him, down the other, and back all over again. I didn’t.
If there’s one thing I’ve learned in my 56 years of life (by the way Doug, that means I have 23 years on you, jus sayin’) is that when people are mean to you, negative or hurtful, sprinkle them with kindness and walk away.
You can’t, and shouldn’t, fight fire with fire (ok so that’s two important things I’ve learned).
Doug was looking for a fight. Most trolls are. That’s why they do what they do. They are usually so angry inside all they know how to do is spew out venom to others to hurt them.
Hurt people, hurt people.
I know they are hurt so I douse them with love and kindness. They aren’t expecting it. They don’t know what the fuck to do with it, so they just shut up and walk away.
I think many of my fellow Medium writers get their fair share of trolls. They are everywhere. The world has a lot of broken people in it. You can’t fix brokenness by beating it with a stick.
The only way to heal them is with love. ❤
I don’t have the time or energy in me to fight with a broken person. When you argue with a fool it only shows there are two. No thanx. I’ll take the high road. Always.
Remember, the world needs more love and kindness. Spread that shit thick like Nutella.
I love you ❤
Peace and Love
xo iva xo