If it was you. You receiving dozens and dozens of rape and death threats.
You receiving constant messages of abuse.
You being told you’re a whore, a slut, a spik bitch.
You being told to shut the fuck up.
You being told you were going to be strangled, drowned, burned alive, cut into pieces, raped in front of children.
If it was you being bombarded for a month with the vilest pictures, messages, blog posts, YouTube clips.
If it was you who opened mail from men who hate you addressed to you at your parents house.
Would you cope with daily life?
Would you carry on going to work, seeing friends, having fun with your partner and family?
Would you sleep well at night on your own?
Would you jump at the sound of the phone or the door?
Would you feel sick with dread and anxiety when you logged on to twitter?
Would you accept it as part of life; just the trolls, just some silly people on the Internet who haven’t got anything better to do?
Would you agree with the people who told you to stop feeding it? Stop reporting? Stop highlighting it?
Would you feel supported by the those who shrugged and told you to ignore it?
Would you be glad that people went out of their way to tell you that you mustn’t get angry or upset about the constant barrage of abuse?
Would you be pleased that people took time to tell you how you could handle it better?
Would you agree that it’s better for those people to come and tell you where you where you were going wrong, rather than target the abusers?
Would you like it when people sighed and called you an attention seeker for speaking out?
Would you sit quietly and let other people tell you what to do without hearing you?
Would you be calm when you receive your 50th tweet advising you on your language?
Would you feel safe knowing you’ve reported everything to the police and they haven’t investigated properly?
Would you stay quiet?