You're right. I'm wrong. Will you stop now? Things that brought me such happiness - writing this blog, reading your comments, reading your e-mails, and interacting with my readers - are tainted by a few people's cruelty. I've asked you to be civil, to stop the name calling, to be nicer, and you just won't. You justify your bad behaviour by accusing me of being a fraud, of spreading misinformation, of not reading your evidence, and I'm tired of it.
If you would like to see a small sample of what is giving me such grief, you can see it here in the comments section of this post on using baking soda in place of shampoo. I'm leaving it up for the next few days so you can see what I mean, then I'm deleting the post. I've never done that before, but I really can't take this any more.
Saying that you're not bullying me doesn't make it so. Justifying it by calling me aggressive doesn't absolve you of your cruel behaviour. If your daughter was behaving like this, you would be ashamed., so why is it okay behaviour for adults? Why can't you read the blog and walk away if you don't like what you see? Why do you think that your need to say hurtful things to me is more important than my feelings?
I know I shouldn't let the bullies win, but I just don't have the energy to read this stuff any more. I'll be back. Soon. I just want a little peace.