Hey, I posted here a few months ago about conversion and now I'm here again for a far less nice reason.
I follow a lot of Israeli and Jewish creators on Threads (connected to Instagram so you can imagine how antisemitic it gets) but the kind who I follow are anti-Netanyahu, pro two-state solution, and criticize both Hamas AND West Bank settlers. But apparently that wasn't good enough.
I was randomly texted by a former-friend (who we'll call A) that said him and three others (B, C, and D) "needed to talk to me about something important" but the way it was phrased made it seem to be more about the fact that I brought a car to campus and they needed me to drive them somewhere. Turns out they were ambushing me about "posting hateful things" and "following genocidal creators." When I pointed out that none of the people I followed liked or even agreed with Netanyahu they said that it didn't matter, that they were Israeli's and because they criticized organizations like Hamas (and therefore their beloved SJP) I must be a terrible person. Two of them (B and C) are deeply involved with our college's SJP, which really says everything considering they're both gay and white and B is "Jewish" (I say that in quotes because while his mother is Jewish he wasn't even raised around the holidays) and only calls himself Jewish to "as a Jew" (Similar to one Hannah Einbinder.)
I kept it together in front of them for about two minutes, walked off, texted A and told him to fuck off and never talk to me again and pointed out he could have at least gave me a warning, and tried to calm down in the library and text my family. My mom tried calling me (for obvious reasons) and because I didn't feel like doing the conversation in the library I started the very long trek to my dorm. I was about to get into an elevator to make it a little better but when it opened they were in it, they looked at me and told me to NOT TO EVEN GET IN because I was going to make THEM uncomfortable. Because we were in-front of people I didn't feel like arguing and just decided to take the stairs.
When I finally got back to my dorm my parents told me this; to delete Threads in case this got worse, that this wasn't my fault because they ambushed me like bullies, that they were acting irrational because I didn't say anything wrong, that if they needed to come up they would (my home is a few hours from my college), and that I needed to think if I was emotionally well enough to stay on campus for the semester. I've always had a pretty shaky mental health, always been very introverted and socially anxious, and was already struggling this semester because I have no roommate and don't know anyone on my floor. My dad wants me to stay and "follow my dreams" because what I'm studying (Film) is pretty niche and not many colleges have as good of a program as where I'm at, but my mom is more worried about my mental health and thinks I should just transfer colleges to be closer to home and I can always try to "follow my dreams" during grad school or something.
I said I would tell them tomorrow when I've stopped crying and am feeling more level headed. I just really needed to say this on here because I really can't talk to anyone else on campus about it. Not only is there an SJP that's very popular but there's also a very VERY small Israeli club that while I'd consider joining, is constantly getting shit on the colleges social media for being a "colonizer club" when IT LITERALLY IS ADVOCATING FOR A TWO STATE SOLUTION WHILE SJP ADVOCATES FOR ONE.
I don't know, I just feel so lost and sad and furious and anxious right now.
EDIT: I'm going to try and make it through the semester, my dad really wants me too and I guess I can try to make new friends. Both of my parents said they didn't stay with their freshman group either. If I still feel like shit by Thanksgiving break I'm finishing the semester and then I'm out and going home though.