Fireside Chat - Bullying, Harassment, and the Saurondriel Guild Discord Server
Well, today I think I finally hit my threshold. I've been toeing the line for awhile but today it's here. I'm sort of struggling for the right words but I don't think that's going to get better with more time, honestly, so… here it is. With the full disclosure that I am not in a good headspace right now, so if some of this sounds harsh... it probably is.
I don't know how much will be too much to disclose, or not enough, and I'm certain some people will disagree with me about their perceptions of the event as it happened. But I'm not going to speak for them, and they certainly can't speak for me (and, I really don't think I'd want them to, at this point).
Today, I was accused of harassment and bullying, and was refused proof or the names of my accusers - For their "protection" from "retaliation" (I can only assume they mean me defending myself or confronting them directly about it). But I think I know why, and I'm fairly certain I know who.
I haven't been very talkative or forthcoming about what happened in the Saurondriel Guild discord server for a number of reasons, not the least of which is that I was trying to protect the respective experiences of multiple people involved in the original incident. As Mod/Server owner, I was made privy to a lot of personal information from multiple people - very, very personal things. I tried to mediate what was happening without disclosing those things to anyone on either side of the disagreement because… that was the right thing to do. And they didn't feel safe talking to one another.
If someone told me they weren't comfortable sharing their personal information with the other party they were disagreeing with, I didn't. I made a point not to. I am still not divulging this information, even now, even for people that I don't trust not to doxx me. I was left in a position of trying to broadly encourage people to offer grace to one another and playing devil's advocate to encourage everyone to see the other side. Apparently, this made me an "enemy".
As a result, I got a lot of hate sent my way. The truth of it is that the event was blown grossly out of proportion, and too many people decided to try and piggyback on the trauma from the original event to express their own grievances for other issues. Things that had nothing to do with what was currently happening.
It got to such an extent that people were afraid that screenshots would be taken of extremely personal information they had shared in the server and would be used against them later, as either blackmail or doxxing material.
4 mods quit, and of them 2 quit fandom altogether as a direct result of the refusal to listen or offer grace. And the incessant, nasty, terrible messages we were receiving. And to this day, no one has taken accountability for this but has rather continued to focus entirely on their perspective with no regard for anyone else.
Lines were being drawn in the sand and if you weren't with them, you were against them. I refused to allow this to happen to the half of the server that had nothing to do with it. This didn't stop people from talking shit in DMs, Twitter Circles, or encouraging others to "hear the truth" from their perspective. I stayed mostly silent, trying to respect the very sensitive nature of the disagreement and personal information shared with me.
So, I decided to shut the server down. I gave notice for it as a courtesy to allow people time to pull what they wanted from it (resources, anons etc,.). One final… confrontation was had hours before the server closed for good where I relayed the same sentiments I am relaying here.
By this point, my own mental health was in the gutter from dealing with the situation for over a week. I wasn't sleeping. My work was suffering. And I was on the verge of having a breakdown from it. And this doesn't include any of the deeply personal struggles I was - am - facing IRL on top of it.
Ironically, this month marks my 12 year anniversary of not successfully committing suicide.
Before the end, I blocked several people who I believed would continue to try and discuss this situation with me despite me requesting otherwise. I say discuss, but the reality is that they wanted to be heard and didn't want to listen. They had clearly already decided how they felt about me and cared nothing for what I was going through.
Point being, I'd had enough. I was quite literally at the end of my rope. And, fair's fair, they may not have known that. I generally try not to make a point of verbally vomiting my personal traumas and bullshit in public spheres. It's private. It should've been enough that I very clearly didn't want to talk about it, especially for people that claim to read subtext so very well.
One last loose thread was bothering me about it all. Elsewhere, in a different private server with these same people that I blocked, was a screenshot of an anon I received with my full email address and full IRL name, that I had shared with them months ago. So this morning, a request was made to the server owner to delete all messages that had been sent by myself and one other. Instead, access was granted to do it ourselves. (deleting messages individually in discord is very time consuming; for my part, I was just worried about one). That's it.
I wanted it deleted, even if it had been months and it might've already been screenshotted and saved to be used later. I felt better knowing that it would be gone and not just… existing in that space that I didn't have access to anymore, with people I no longer trusted not to abuse it. The server owner ultimately decided to delete the server because it was inactive anyway and was easier all around.
I thought with time and space, we could all move on and at least get to a point where we could coexist in the same space. There's no reason that shouldn't be possible with the internet being as big a place as it is. I had signed up for the Haladriel Fic Exchange days ago, hoping that would help mend some of the broken bonds.
Almost 20 minutes later on the dot, I received this message from the Haladriel Fic Exchange:
Evidently, all that occurred within the server I deleted, my refusal to take a side, offering compassion to everyone, and my singular desire to protect my personal information has been viewed as harassment and bullying.
I have never harassed, bullied, doxxed, or threatened anyone. Ever. The only thing I have ever done is try to protect my own peace and offer compassion to everyone despite their refusal to reciprocate.
I was bullied in middle and high school, to an extent that almost cost me my life. To even begin to describe what this accusation did to me today… I don't have the words. It is a gross exaggeration. It is a lie.
And I was refused proof, to protect people from "retaliation", whatever that looked like. I wasn't given a chance to defend myself, or offer context (not that I could, since I was adamantly denied even specifics as to what I supposedly did). I can only assume the opinions pulled from "independent sources" came from the very same people I had blocked who were all in agreement with one another.
(I suppose this will probably count - though, really, all I'm doing is defending myself against slander.)
I don't need to be included if I'm being excluded for personal reasons, or because one or both of the people running it hate me, disagreed with my decision or how i handled the server closure. Fine.
But don't use harassment and bullying as an excuse for it. It's a real problem for a lot of people, and to use it so cavalierly against me because of a difference of opinion is... appalling.
And to be clear, since subtext can be interpreted in a million different ways: I have no desire to resurrect the conversation. I am moving on. I thought other people were too.
But since I've been formally accused? I just wanted to set the record straight.