Silent smiles, downward winks—
a pulse,
a rush of something unnamed.
A glimpse of love,
the hush of peace,
the soft sunrise of hope.
Little triumphs shimmer
within this golden cage—
a secret handshake,
a quiet nod of assurance.
Tiny joys, quiet victories,
rippling through my chest,
nourishing the fragile thread of hope.
I gather them—
my moments,
my space,
my sacred souvenirs
from the life that almost was.
A life shaped before I knew
how to shape one for myself.
For the nth time this month, my social media accounts have been the target of hackers. Each time I logged in, I noticed subtle changes—tiny red flags that something wasn’t right.
Maybe, after all these years of being “computer literate,” I let my guard down. Or perhaps hackers have simply become more aggressive and creative.
For months, I found it strange that my location never matched where I actually was. I’d often brush it off, thinking, Did I forget to turn off my mock VPN location? But in the fast pace of life, with other priorities consuming my attention, I left an opening—one that opportunists were all too eager to exploit.
Clone, Worms, and Everything in Between
I couldn’t see the hacker’s device because they had cloned mine—mirroring my location and activity. But no crime is ever truly perfect.
One evening, I spotted an unfamiliar device linked to my account. That was the beginning of a grueling three-day journey to reclaim my digital security. After hours of investigating, resetting, and securing, my accounts are finally back under my control. For now, at least.
Reflection
Hackers don’t care who you are or what your account means to you. To them, it’s just a means to an end—an opportunity to exploit for their own gain.
It’s a psychological battle, one that breeds unease—the fear of losing access to precious memories, the photos documenting travels, moments, and milestones. For days, I was unsettled. But then, I reminded myself: I live in the real world.
The moments I treasure will always stay with me, no matter what happens online.
I will never let a hacker steal my peace of mind.
I am tired.
I need to breathe.
I need to gasp for air.
I am devastated—
Shattered dreams, false hope.
I need to gasp for air.
I am trapped.
I need to break this cycle.
I take a deep breath; I will face the sunrise,
A ray of hope,
A ray of strength.
Step by step, I shall rise.
Step by step, I shall rejuvenate.
I breathe slowly…
I will learn to hope again.
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