Sometimes I'm not the most mature adult in the world.
I know. You're all shocked. I feel like I'm making progress just being able to admit this fault of mine. Sometimes I want nothing more than to take the arrogant prigs of the world down a few notches, but does it really accomplish anything in the long run?
I mean...yeah...at the time you might feel all accomplished and happy, but then you realize that all you did was sink to their level and bully them into submission. Who can truly feel good about that?
The answer is no one.
So...the other day someone that I really do not like commented on my instagram picture. This person was supposed to be blocked from all of my accounts because they are not a nice human, and I just don't need that in my life, ya know?
Apparently, I missed the block feature on the insta account for this not nice human. Also, apparently they are stalking me because the picture that had the comment was over two weeks old. I don't even really know what the comment meant, but because I know this person I can guess that it wasn't in a nice way.
The picture was a collage I'd made of when I received my "define slut" shirt in the mail from The UnSlut Project. This is an cause that I feel very VERY strongly about, and the entire basis of it is feminism and consent and non-bullying and personal freedom to be you. Her comment was "lol." And it really bothered me. Obviously, since this post is all about that one little comment. And a little comment from a not nice human. Why do I care?
I think I care because of everything I went through last year, which I will one day share when the scars heal, and this not nice person was one of the perpetrators of that. It just brought up all of this feelings of OMGIMGOINGTOBARF and WHYISTHISHAPPENINGTOME again. Those are not fun feelings.
I know that this person has no clue what this cause is, nor did she bother to look it up, nor would she probably get it because this person is one that would use the word slut to shame someone without ever thinking of the damage she could be doing because she is, as I said, not a nice human.
My point is this...we should think about what we say to people and about people because sometimes we can do so much damage that a year later a tiny innocuous comment on an instagram photo can still hurt a person.
P.S. I used the word fortuitously in a regular conversation today, so I feel like I win at life.