I love what I do, but after so many years spent writing/editing/managing blogs, certain parts of me have become jaded. It happens to all of us, men or women, who write online; our skins thicken. It's a survival mechanism. But I've become particularly jaded in regards to this specific sort of story — anonymous haters attacking a woman because she dares to do something online — because I've seen it so many times. I've even been on the receiving end of it. Disgusting emails, awful phone calls, pricks harassing my parents. It was a long time ago, but to keep on working and not be intimidated, I guess I just became numb. For years. And that was what worked for me, because I never stopped seeing stories of women who were harassed online. Didn't even matter what they were writing about; women are just punished for existing on the internet. Shrug. Can't let it get to you. Par for the course, I thought. Numb.
And that is so fucking sad. That there's so much misogyny online that I can barely raise an eyebrow? Jesus. That numbness again."