Life without the internet made me feel alone and isolated with no recourse by which to find resilience to my abusers. While I can’t say I’d be different with social media and the internet to advise me they were lying to me and treating me unfairly for their own benefit, I’d at least have that perspective, and it wouldn’t be ingrained that I am just broken and should unlife and stop burning resources that could be better used elsewhere.

These days, I have management skills and a support system, but I still deal with suicidality every day, and am incapable of seeing any value I produce to the world (or see it insignificant compared to my footprint), and the internet and social media have figured largely in my comprehension of the mechanics of my mental illness (especially when dealing with professionals who are less interested in understand me as affirming their own ideology, not a new problem, but the current batch is particularly egregious).

It is, as I see it, a human right for people to be informed when they need to make life decisions (with concurrence from the United Nations Universal Declaration of Human Rights), and without access to public information, kids rely on authorities who are either ignorant or complicit in feeding them false information. They should have access not only to the internet, but also to a robust community of people with differing ideas.

Fail to provide this and you get grown-up crackpots like me, who wonder every day if it’s time to check out.