I’m going to assume without even checking that everyone in various mental health blog circles has read this story already. The original article was published five days ago, which in Internet time is the equivalent of about eight thousand years. I link to things I find interesting more so that I can find them again if I want to than to point them out to other people. I don’t actually want to think about this ever again because it makes me feel sick, but unfortunately it’s not the kind of thing that anybody can afford to ignore. I have way too many things to do right now to take the time to make any kind of thoughtful commentary, and really, I’m glad about that, because I suspect that words would fail me if I tried to say anything about this unfathomable cruelty.

Oh, and if you want to know the name of the vile excuse for a human being who emotionally tortured Megan Meier, you can find it in the comments on this post. Her address and phone number are there, too… that is, if she hasn’t changed her number already.

Never thought I’d see the day that I’d consider myself lucky that when I was thirteen, the ex-friend who bullied me told me to my face that I should kill myself. But I got through stuff like that much better than I think I would have if her mother had also been fucking with my mind, too.