I have a story to share. It is my story, and in many ways, it is also the story of this space. Whenever I feel that the world is too 'busy or unwilling to listen', I write here to express what I carry in my heart.
A few months ago, I wrote a thread about something I genuinely felt. It spoke about the hypocrisy of someone who had the authority to stop abuse but instead chose to listen to false narratives from the opposite side. Later, responsibility was conveniently placed on users who were already vulnerable. I wrote that thread honestly, and even today, I have no regrets about speaking my truth.
That thread seemed to reopen unresolved wounds in one user, who took it as a reason for retaliation. From that point onward, the situation changed.
Whenever she saw me, the taunts began. Being a moderator, she had the power to mute those she disliked while allowing her supporters complete freedom. ..What followed was repeated mocking, poking, disrespect, and remarks that crossed the line of decency.
The taunts eventually crossed into personal remarks and character shaming—comments aimed at my personal life and identity rather than any real issue. These remarks were not only hurtful but unnecessary,... reflecting an intent to demean rather than engage respectfully.
The taunts and allegations continued for a long time. Judgmental comments were made—questioning personal choices and even one’s right to be part of this site. The remarks directed at me and my friends became frequent and exhausting. Groups were formed, and the behavior continued collectively. I remained quiet most of the time, spoke up on a few occasions, and yet remained unheard. Her colleagues chose to overlook what was happening.
As the situation continued, I approached those responsible for oversight. The response I received was brief..."provide proof or remain silent" . I chose not to gather or present evidence—not out of avoidance, but from a belief that my conduct and intentions have always been visible. Those who have interacted with me over time—users and moderators alike—are capable of forming their own understanding.
At one point, the message became very clear: stay if you want, or leave if you must—she is more important. After this thread, I am mentally prepared for either outcome. But one thing matters to me—I will write my side of the story. Even if I was unheard most of the time, my truth deserves to be said.
Sharing this feels like placing a heavy weight down from my shoulders. I feel lighter for having said what I carried for so long. I am not worried about consequences, because my presence here was never planned years ago, and my future here is not something I hold onto tightly. I am simply moving forward, allowing life to unfold as it will... Going with the flow
“Some truths are spoken not to change outcomes, but to free the heart that carried them.”
#Cheers and peace #
A few months ago, I wrote a thread about something I genuinely felt. It spoke about the hypocrisy of someone who had the authority to stop abuse but instead chose to listen to false narratives from the opposite side. Later, responsibility was conveniently placed on users who were already vulnerable. I wrote that thread honestly, and even today, I have no regrets about speaking my truth.
That thread seemed to reopen unresolved wounds in one user, who took it as a reason for retaliation. From that point onward, the situation changed.
Whenever she saw me, the taunts began. Being a moderator, she had the power to mute those she disliked while allowing her supporters complete freedom. ..What followed was repeated mocking, poking, disrespect, and remarks that crossed the line of decency.
The taunts eventually crossed into personal remarks and character shaming—comments aimed at my personal life and identity rather than any real issue. These remarks were not only hurtful but unnecessary,... reflecting an intent to demean rather than engage respectfully.
The taunts and allegations continued for a long time. Judgmental comments were made—questioning personal choices and even one’s right to be part of this site. The remarks directed at me and my friends became frequent and exhausting. Groups were formed, and the behavior continued collectively. I remained quiet most of the time, spoke up on a few occasions, and yet remained unheard. Her colleagues chose to overlook what was happening.
As the situation continued, I approached those responsible for oversight. The response I received was brief..."provide proof or remain silent" . I chose not to gather or present evidence—not out of avoidance, but from a belief that my conduct and intentions have always been visible. Those who have interacted with me over time—users and moderators alike—are capable of forming their own understanding.
At one point, the message became very clear: stay if you want, or leave if you must—she is more important. After this thread, I am mentally prepared for either outcome. But one thing matters to me—I will write my side of the story. Even if I was unheard most of the time, my truth deserves to be said.
Sharing this feels like placing a heavy weight down from my shoulders. I feel lighter for having said what I carried for so long. I am not worried about consequences, because my presence here was never planned years ago, and my future here is not something I hold onto tightly. I am simply moving forward, allowing life to unfold as it will... Going with the flow
“Some truths are spoken not to change outcomes, but to free the heart that carried them.”
#Cheers and peace #