Pasquale D'Silva

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2021-05-26 20:00:04

One normalish pandemic day in November 2020, my phone started blowing up. "Did one of my dumb internet stunts or jokes go viral again?" I thought.

The day became the worst day of my life. A woman I formerly shared an unhealthy relationship with incited a vicious Twitter mob against me. I was wrongly accused, and suffered immensely. This inflicted material damages, including shattered friendships, being pressured to step back from my projects, and traumatic, psychological pain. I considered ending my life a handful of times. Without a few compassionate individuals, I do not believe I would have made it.

I'm certainly not the only one to face the trigger happy brutality of an internet mob. I came across a few tales of unfortunate people who endured similar suffering. They were difficult to read, but helped with understanding that I was not alone.

The court of public opinion doesn’t give you an option to present your case. People with any inkling of beef seize the invite to toss a few blows in. You can’t stand up. It’s paralyzing. You feel like you are surely going to die. You’re the only one who can pick yourself back up.