On trolls

 

It’s been a little while since my last blog post – that’s partly because of the whirlwind of crazy that is currently my life (between work, grad school, politics, and attempting a social life).

But if I’m being honest, there has not been a shortage of things to write about (obviously) and I did have a few weeks off from school, when I could have been editing my novel or dusting the cobwebs off of my blog.  The largest reason I’ve been creatively silent is because I’ve had a brush with trolls.

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Photo by @prolixme

They definitely weren’t as cute as the little guy I picked for my image for this post, but trolls they were nonetheless.

On the internet, there seem to be a vast pool of users lurking…maybe even poised and waiting to troll others.  If this were middle school, and I were a parent, I’d tell you that it’s because they’re jealous or there’s some kind of other failing in their life and maybe they’re taking it out on you. But, as I’ve been trolled in real life and online, I couldn’t tell you why some people like to troll.  Though I’m not sure their reasons even matter. More frustrating still, I can’t tell you how to let it roll off of your shoulders either.

That fact of the matter is that no one enjoys being torn down and no one appreciates bullies. Whether we admit it or not, trolling gets under our skin – seeking out a place to live in our hearts and minds. Aiming to fill us with doubt and empowering that terrible little voice inside of us that loves to tell us “no.”

What can we do?  We have to be our strongest champions. We have to believe in ourselves. We can’t pack up, hide, and turn off when things get hard. We can’t let bullies tear us down. We have to keep on, keepin’ on. Because the moment we stop, we let the trolls win. But worse than that, we hurt ourselves when we stop doing the things that make us happy.

So keep on, keepin’ on, friends. 🙂