I’ve been having problems with trolls on my personal accounts the last few days. I don’t understand why complete strangers act as if it’s their God given responsibility to harass and torment people they don’t agree with. It got especially bad last night when I was talking with an old friend of mine and I was getting trolled by one of her friends just because we didn’t agree on some things. Can’t even have a conversation with a friend without being harassed it seems.
Anyway last night, mainly out of frustration and depression, I wrote an anger laced blog entry but fortunately thought better of posting it. Once I got that depression out of my system I decided I wouldn’t post the entry. I learned about this strategy years ago from an old Dale Carnegie book. I was angry and hurt but posting that entry probably would have made things worse. I got my words out of my system, spoke until I had peace, and then trashed the entry so I couldn’t post it.
With a mental illness feelings of anger, sadness, and anxiety are going to be stronger than the general population. I have to remind myself of this on a daily basis. Some things that other people may forget about after a few minutes I’ll agonize over sometimes for hours. I have also been known to remember slights and hold grudges for years. I’m sorry for this. It is one of the curses of having a good mind and a mental illness at the same time.
In short, having feelings of frustration and depression is part of having a mental illness. Sometimes a person needs to vent. One of those ways is to write it down long handed and then trash the notes. Another is through counseling where you vent to the counselor. They are trained to deal with strong and unpleasant emotions, far more so than average people. By writing down your feelings and fears or talking about them with a professional counselor is a safety valve way of expressing your feelings with as little damage as possible. Harsh and unkind words cannot be unspoken and anything written on the internet is practically irreversible.
A Life Of Mental Illness 
I posted a comment on facebook and some young people (college students, I assume) decided to say hateful things back to me. I left it out there. I started to reply and decided what they posted spoke of their character and spirit more than anything I could reply. They can’t see it – yet, but anyone else reading their comments can.
So I’m starting to attract trolls. I feared this day would someday come 😦
Sorry, I was under the mistaken impression that you were being harassed because of comments I made. Sorry for the misunderstanding.
I have a habit of beating a dead horse and repeating the same thing over and over during an argument or discussion. It helped me a lot when I realized that I could just type it all out in a word document without interjection. Definitely agree that it helps get everything out of the system and you can easily trash it after.