I am in my late 20s, and when I was in high school, there were only a small handful of people I knew of that had mobile phones (no smart phones then), and while most had computers at home, cyberbullying was an unknown. Both in terms of the concept, and the danger.
In grade 10 I received a small handful of emails from an unknown, whom all but told me to go die. Through telling my friends, we were able to find out whom the perpetrator was. Quirky hotmail email addresses were a thing then, so seemingly everyone knew each others addresses. This cyberbully, was in my grade, at my school. I knew his name, but had never talked to him before. Not out of rudeness, but with 200 people in my grade, we had never shared a class before, or had mutual friends, so his hate towards me was as confusing as it was upsetting.
Like I said before, cyberbullying wasn’t a thing back then, and my parents were a lot less knowing about the internet then, so I didn’t tell them. But when my children get to that age, where the next cyberbully could be around the corner, I will be there to support them, and be able to relate to negative experiences.
Published 16th June 2019