As though things are not hard enough, we get people to stir things up even more.
Sat there this morning, chilling out. Went to make second cup of coffee, saw that one of them was online. Popped up stairs to see if he wanted a coffee. Always good to get them moving early! He was sound asleep. I checked my phone, it was saying he was online. I woke him and told him he must be connected. He was adamantly wasn’t. He turned his computer on, and went onto Facebook. He looked at messages. As we were stood together someone was typing as him. They were winding up someone who has been a problem for ages, someone who needs no excuse to have a go. The person also messaged the lads girl friend to spread more venom. There were other messages to other people, winding things up. My lad went into melt down. People were going to “kill” him. More messages were being typed. Did they know what so and so had said about them. It was verbal diarrhoea. A barrage of abuse to people. Who ever it was knew who to target. My lad messaged himself, to whoever was doing it, to stop. They replied
“Ha ha ha”….then stared typing to another adversary….
My lad lost it. Through the storm I told him I was going to changed his password, I did . It asked if to log out of other devices, I agreed.
The messages stopped.
The chaos launched. Through it all I reported to the police, just so they could log the incident. My lad messaged the people he knew might have been contacted. They mostly didn’t believe him.
Luckily we needed to head out. We had an appointment. Turns out my lad had logged on to several people’s phones to check his Facebook. He has no idea who it was. It showed how many people would be willing to do this kind of thing to him. Makes me so angry, but also so sad. He is absolutely no angel, but he so naive, so vulnerable.