{"id":8792,"date":"2013-02-09T11:11:52","date_gmt":"2013-02-09T09:11:52","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blogg.improveme.se\/veronicajonsson\/?p=8792"},"modified":"2013-02-09T11:11:52","modified_gmt":"2013-02-09T09:11:52","slug":"stop-the-on-line-hate-read-this-true-story","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blogg.improveme.se\/veronicajonsson\/2013\/02\/09\/stop-the-on-line-hate-read-this-true-story\/","title":{"rendered":"STOP THE ON-LINE HATE! READ THIS TRUE STORY !"},"content":{"rendered":"

When I read this, I knew that this is a big problem on internet. My Leonardo, thought she was a lying about all this. He cant understand that people are writing like this to a sweet looking girl like her. I think he still thinks, that she has made up this story. We dont have this kind of haters spread like you have in Sweden or America, in the same way like here in Italy. Its really disgusting – and the worse thing is that other women that are bloggers are creating even more mess and haters. Why are people sa cruel?<\/strong> We can only remember that all these haters are so afraid inside of themselves. They should go in therapy, and come out like happy positive loving people.<\/strong><\/p>\n

READ<\/strong> down below the english translation after the Swedish.<\/p>\n

Min story, n\u00e4thatet\u00a0http:\/\/Blondinbella.se\/<\/a><\/p>\n

Jag s\u00e5g s\u00e5klart Uppdrag Granskning ikv\u00e4ll, f\u00f6rst best\u00e4mde jag mig f\u00f6r att inte kolla f\u00f6r att jag inte orkar dra upp skr\u00e4cken inombords men s\u00e5 best\u00e4mde jag mig f\u00f6r att g\u00f6ra det \u00e4nd\u00e5, det gick helt\u00a0okej. N\u00e4that har varit min vardag sedan jag var 16 \u00e5r. I flera \u00e5rs tid s\u00e5 har jag dagligen f\u00e5tt se kommentarer och mail om att jag borde d\u00f6 eller v\u00e5ldtas. Dom tv\u00e5 sakerna det \u00e4r det vanligaste typen av hot f\u00f6r min del. Varje dag i sex \u00e5rs tid. Det \u00e4r klart att det blir en vardag som man v\u00e4njer sig vid, hur sjukt det \u00e4n \u00e4r. Jag har ocks\u00e5 provat att h\u00e5lla tyst om det, f\u00f6r att inte ge personerna plats men det eskalerar i alla fall, och samma sak blir det om jag v\u00e4ljer att prata om det, jag kommer aldrig undan.<\/p>\n

Ibland har det h\u00e4nt v\u00e4rre saker. En kv\u00e4ll efter att jag hade medverkat i F\u00f6rkv\u00e4ll s\u00e5 ringer en man och s\u00e4ger att han ska d\u00f6da mig, han uppger min adress. En annan kv\u00e4ll s\u00e5 st\u00e5r en kvinna och bankar p\u00e5 d\u00f6rren och skriker genom brevinkastet att hon ska klippa av mina fingrar och posta dom till mig. Hon var arg n\u00e5got jag hade skrivit. En dag kommer en kille upp p\u00e5 mitt kontor och kastar en fl\u00e5dd mink p\u00e5 mig. En kv\u00e4ll n\u00e4r jag \u00e4r hemma s\u00e5 ser jag bland mitt kommentarsf\u00e4lt att en man \u00e4r p\u00e5 v\u00e4g med ett t\u00e5g fr\u00e5n Malm\u00f6 till Stockholm och ska hem till mig med en yxa och v\u00e5ldta mig. Adressen skriver han ut i bloggen. Ankomstiden p\u00e5 t\u00e5get med. Jag f\u00e5r sedan nog och flyttar. I nya l\u00e4genheten s\u00e5 kommer det brev fr\u00e5n en man som vill \u00e4ta upp mig, steka mina br\u00f6st i sm\u00f6r. N\u00e4r jag har g\u00e5tt ut i media om hans brev s\u00e5 kommer nya, fr\u00e5n en ny person direkt i brevinkastet, utan frim\u00e4rke. Jag f\u00e5r ordna med personlig vakt varje kv\u00e4ll d\u00e5 jag ska hem. Under tiden som jag byter till s\u00e4kerhetsd\u00f6rr s\u00e5 hinner det komma brev i brevinkastet med avf\u00f6ring och m\u00e4n som har kladdat ner papper med deras sperma. Landar ner p\u00e5 min d\u00f6rrmatta.<\/p>\n

N\u00e4r jag \u00e4r 17 s\u00e5 befinner jag mig i Italien och blir utsatt f\u00f6r ett sexuellt \u00f6vergrepp med fingrar uppk\u00f6rda av en \u00e4ldre man p\u00e5 en nattklubb, s\u00e5 h\u00e5rt att jag b\u00f6rjar bl\u00f6da och f\u00e5r upps\u00f6ka en gynekolog. Jag f\u00f6rs\u00f6ker polisanm\u00e4la p\u00e5 plats men de g\u00e5r inte utan vittne. Jag flyger hem till Sverige, ber\u00e4ttar vad som har h\u00e4nt i tron om att hj\u00e4lpa andra. Ist\u00e4llet blir jag utsatt f\u00f6r ett fruktansv\u00e4rt hat p\u00e5 n\u00e4tet med tusentals kommenterar att jag f\u00e5r skylla mig sj\u00e4lv, eller att jag f\u00f6rtj\u00e4nar det.<\/p>\n

Det tog oerh\u00f6rt h\u00e5rt.<\/p>\n

Jag flyttar igen till en l\u00e4genhet i ett bostadsr\u00e4ttsomr\u00e5de som \u00e4r vana med personer som \u00e4r offentliga, kameror precis \u00f6verallt och en vaktm\u00e4stare som ofta \u00e4r i trappuppg\u00e5ngen. D\u00e4r, f\u00f6r f\u00f6rsta g\u00e5ngen \u00e4r jag trygg. Jag kan sova normalt p\u00e5 n\u00e4tterna igen. Tr\u00e4ffar Odd, flyttar ihop, bloggerskan Kissie skriver ut min adress p\u00e5 hennes blogg f\u00f6rsta veckan som vi bor i l\u00e4genheten och samma kv\u00e4ll st\u00e5r det en man utanf\u00f6r v\u00e5r d\u00f6rr som vill prata med mig, han \u00e4r obehaglig och ger sig inte. Jag b\u00f6rjar skrika, f\u00e5r upp d\u00f6rren tack och lov och l\u00e5ser. Nu har vi ett bra s\u00e4kerhetssystem hemma som \u00e4r svindyrt.<\/p>\n

Men brev med killars sperma forts\u00e4tter att komma.<\/p>\n

Idag \u00f6ppnar jag inte breven sj\u00e4lv hemma utan Odd \u00f6ppnar allt, jag har f\u00e5tt en form av skr\u00e4ck inf\u00f6r post. Mailen g\u00e5r f\u00f6rst till min assistent innan jag f\u00e5r se dom, mycket s\u00e5llas. Det \u00e4r min vardag. N\u00e4thatet och det vanliga hatet \u00e4r fruktansv\u00e4rt. Idag har jag gjort 11 polisanm\u00e4lningar. Inget har n\u00e5gonsin g\u00e5tt vidare. Visst v\u00e4njer man sig, jag har g\u00e5tt i 1,5 \u00e5rs kbt f\u00f6r r\u00e4dslan och jag m\u00e5r b\u00e4ttre. Och aldrig n\u00e5gonsin kommer det h\u00e4r att f\u00e5 mig sluta jobba med det jag g\u00f6r. Hatet f\u00e5r ju aldrig vinna. Men visst t\u00e4r det p\u00e5 mig och alla andra tusentals kvinnor som uts\u00e4tts f\u00f6r det h\u00e4r dagligen.<\/p>\n

www.blondinbella.se<\/a><\/p>\n

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\nENGLISH TRANSLATION:<\/p>\n

My story, the online hate.\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n

I saw the course Assignment Audit tonight, until I decided to not check because I can not be bothered pulling up the fear inside but then I decided to do it anyway, it went okay. N\u00e4that has been my family since I was 16 years old. For years, I have seen daily comments and emails that I should die or be raped. The two things it is the most common type of threat on my part. Every day for six years. It is clear that there will be a day that you get used to how sick it is. I’ve also tried to keep quiet about it, not to give people space but it escalates in all cases, and the same thing will be if I choose to talk about it, I’ll never get away.<\/p>\n

Sometimes it has happened worse. One evening after I had participated in F\u00f6rkv\u00e4ll will call a man and says he’ll kill me, he says my address. Another evening it is a woman and bang on the door and shouting through the letter box that she’ll cut off my fingers and mail them to me. She was angry with something I had written. One day a guy up in my office and throw a skinned mink on me. One evening when I’m home I see among my comment field that you are going with a train from Malm\u00f6 to Stockholm and will be home to me with an ax, and rape me. The address he writes out the blog. Arrival time of the train with. I will then think and move. In the new apartment so it letter from a man who wants to eat me, fry my breasts in butter. When I have gone out in the media about his letter there will be new, from a new person directly in the mail slot, without stamp. I can arrange a personal guard every night when I go home. During the time I switch to the security door so time is getting letters in the mail slot with feces and men who have scribbled down the paper with their semen. Lands onto my doormat.<\/p>\n

When I’m 17 so I will be in Italy and become a victim of a sexual assault with fingers shoved by an older man in a nightclub, so hard that I start to bleed and may consult a gynecologist. I try to report to the police on the spot but they can not without a witness. I fly home to Sweden, explains what happened in the belief that helping others. Instead, I become a victim of a terrible hatred on the net with thousands of comments that I may blame myself, or that I deserve it.<\/p>\n

It took very hard.<\/p>\n

I’m moving back to an apartment in a housing area that is used by people who are public cameras everywhere and a janitor who are often in the stairwell. There, for the first time, I am confident. I can sleep normally at night again. Hits Odd, move in together, blogger Kissie print my address on her blog the first week that we live in the apartment and in the evening it is a man outside our door wanting to talk to me, he is uncomfortable and does not give up. I start to scream, get the door thankfully and locks. Now we have a good security system at home that are expensive wine.<\/p>\n

But the letter with boys sperm keeps coming.<\/p>\n

Today I open letters to myself at home, but Odd opens all, I have a kind of fear of mail. Mails first go to my assistant before I get to see them, very screened. It is my everyday life. N\u00e4thatet and the usual hatred is terrible. Today I made 11 police reports. Nothing has ever gone on. Sure, get used to it, I have gone in 1.5 years of CGT for fear and I feel better. And never is this going to make me stop working with what I do. Hatred can never win. But certainly depletes it of me and all the other thousands of women facing this daily.<\/p>\n

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