A woman I’ve never met and never even seen before sent me this message on Facebook after which she followed it with a slew of recycled insults and recommendations on how i could do the world a favor and kill myself. It’s unfathomable how much I let it affect me. I stopped eating. I stopped talking. I was afraid to leave my house. I can only assume that she’s heard terrible rumors about me from other people that don’t know me. I feel a certain amount of pity for the effort she put in to going out of her way to hurt me. Yet I still let it get to me. As Eleanor Roosevelt once said “No one can make you feel inferior without your consent.” I’ve since realized that these insults and slander are not worth the depression that it initially threw me in to. I am young, I have many people who love and support me, and I have no need to adhere to the ravings of a mad 41 year old woman who is still in community college.
The thing that bugs me now is ignorance. A person who’s never met me builds up such a passionate hatred for me without giving any benefit of the doubt or feeling a shred of acceptance. She also felt the need to tell me how to live (or in this case how to end) my life. It’s a common thread that I’ve viewed in society lately. You can hear it from the mouths of anti-gay protestors and wealthy executives that call the unemployed and impoverished people “moochers” for wanting their support in paying off our nations debt. The money may not trickle down, but the hatred does. There is so much judgement and discrimination in this country against so many groups. The ignorance is what fuels it. The thought that all gay people have aids, that overweight people are lazy and don’t try to work out, that people making $25,000 a year (below the poverty level in New Jersey) aren’t working 40 hours a week in their minimum wage jobs that they’ve settled for because of the scarcity of well paying professions even for people with a college degree. If we could all try to learn one true fact from a person that we don’t know, maybe it would be easier to accept them. I beg of anyone this message reaches, please take something you hate and name one good thing about it. Humans are humans and no one is truly an island… except maybe serial killers. I dunno. Just restore your faith in humanity because we all need that right now. Inject a little love into those veins and it’ll shoot right into our world. In closing, I’ll leave you with my favorite quote from the movie E.T.