Following on from my blog yesterday about feeling like a number of people on Facebook were indulging in cyber bullying against me, overnight, it raised to a new level, and I have reported some of them, and also deactivated my Facebook account. They self righteously say online they are not bullying me, but how it makes me feel, which is bullied, is my reality.
As some said in a post on my timeline, they do not even know me, and likewise I do not know them, but many people who seem to be in the ‘global dementia community’ send me ‘Friend requests’ which I have accepted, perhaps too willingly. From my perspective, the person who started it and has been cyber bullying me, is apparently on Facebook and other social media sites under a pseudonym; a number of her ‘followers’ have been on the edge of bullying also. Perhaps hiding behind a pseudonym might be why this person feels it is ok to be a bully and to be so self-righteous.
I have had debates (always friendly and healthy, but often with people who have very strong opposing views) with hundreds of people since I’ve been blogging, and never before has anyone been so nasty or nit-picking or so consumed with me being wrong. I am always willing to agree to disagree, or to change my mind on a topic, but to be spoken about in the way so many of them are at the moment, many who asked to be my ‘friend’ on Facebook, but who know nothing of my life, my daily struggles, or my good will, are quite frankly, too hard to take.
Although they are now suggesting perhaps I have a mental illness, or it is the ‘symptoms of dementia’ making me say I am being bullied, I do not have depression or any form of mental illness, nor are my symptoms causing me to be irrational or unable to have a healthy debate (thankfully, at least for now).
I find it seriously sad that a group of people, who do not have dementia themselves, and who say they ‘care’ for people with dementia, so sad in fact, that I have cried most of the night, and have just deactivated my FB account.
Picking on someone with dementia, which is a terminal illness, is the lowest form of low, from people who say they ‘care’.
I’ve just imported all my Facebook data and images, prior to deactivating my account. Please stay in touch if you wish, via my blog or on twitter, or call in for a coffee if you live nearby.
Human meanness has simply got the better of me…
Facebook has helped fill the hole in my life of real friends dropping in for coffee, and I will really miss the REAL friendships from the many real friends and family I have kept in touch with there.