I wrote about five or six drafts and, where I normally I just write from the heart, check back through then hit ‘upload’, this post kept getting stuck in blog limbo. The words came out, they just didn’t sit right on the page. The thoughts were there, I just couldn’t get them in order. So I let it go, to re-visit at another time.
And then this letter turned up in my Dad’s office building…
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5th
August 2012
Hello, enclosed is one
lottery ticket.
I am a student at University
and a YouTuber who has recently started receiving daily messages of hate
(specifically homophobic) including some telling me ‘to die’.
These comments have
been hurtful and I will admit they got to me. I don’t believe in responding to
hate with more hate so instead I chose a different approach because the
smallest things can make or break someone’s day.
This address was
chosen at random, no record of it will be kept. This is one of ten letters I will
send.
I hope this brings you
some hope and helps to restore some faith in humanity. Most of all I hope it
has brightened your day.
Good luck for
Because, really, there are none.
How strange, wonderfully strange! What a lovely thing to do being able to turn round from such negative nasty bullying and rising above them and making someone's day, bet your dad was shocked!
ReplyDeleteWonderfully strange indeed! Very shocked, but it's one of those things we'll be keeping and will remember for years to come!
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