When she sent that picture, I felt so attacked. It was Torbjorn, the IKEA dwarf, dressed up as Widowmaker, my one true love.

The internet has always been a dangerous place, but I had never expected it to be this bad. I don't understand how anyone could just wake up one day and think, "I will be a tumor today and send this WidowTorbjorn image."

What went through my mind when I saw that image? Honestly, I don't know how to describe it, but I wish it was a bullet.

My virtual crops are burning, the children are screaming.

Please, save us.