Your mamma said you ugly

"Anyway, while all this is going on people are sending me messages going, dude, do you see what is being said about you over here and over here? Oh, and right there in your comments section? And I'm all, no, but I can guess. Is it something about the way I look? My chin perhaps? The mole in the middle of my forehead? Is it about what I'm wearing, how unflattering it is? Or how I'm an awful mother? Or how I'm exploiting my children for money? Or how I love Marlo more than I love Leta? Or how my husband must be gay? Because it's all been said. Every awful thing you can say about a human being, it's been said about me and my family. Over and over again, like a broken record, and I guess with the intention that it will at some point hurt me so badly that I will throw my hands in the air and give up."

Um texto ao qual fui parar através de uma simpática leitora. Faço destas as minhas palavras. Embora, acreditem, pudesse dar exemplos ainda piores.