I’ve always believed writing was my sanctuary, my safe place, the one place where my soul could roam free and my thoughts could find clarity. But in the past few weeks, this sanctuary was shaken, leaving me to fight with emotions I never thought I’d face again, not even when it comes to writing.
It all started with a strange pattern I couldn’t ignore. Someone seemed to have taken a strange interest in my activities on this Hive blockchain, where I share my heart through articles and comments. They downvoted everything - all of my posts, my comments, even the most harmless lines I had shared to engage on other people’s posts. At first, I shrugged it off, deciding to ignore it. “Maybe it’s just one of the internet trolls,” I thought. But they persisted.
A good friend of mine on Hive noticed and brought it to my attention, insisting that it was time I took action. He suggested I appeal to the Hive watchers on Discord to investigate what was going on. Reluctantly, I followed his advice and I must say that nothing could have prepared me for the discovery that awaited me.
When I learned that my account had been hacked, my heart sank. My soul felt like it was being ripped from my body. The hive watchers urged me to reset my master password immediately, and though I acted swiftly, the damage had already been done. The realization sent me into a loop of emotions. I was so scared, felt betrayed, I was angry and I broke into sadness.This wasn’t the first time I had faced something like this.
Two years ago, I noticed suspicious activity on my account. Transactions I hadn’t initiated, movements I hadn’t authorized. Back then, I was a newbie on Hive, so I didn’t know much. I reached out to the friend who had introduced me to the platform for guidance and support. But no one took me seriously, and I felt utterly powerless.
Eventually, the frustration consumed me. I quit writing and disappeared from the platform for a whole year. It was a painful decision because I loved writing, but I couldn’t bear the weight of what was happening to me.
Fast forward to now, I had finally returned to Hive, ready to pick up where I left. I thought I had healed from the past and could start afresh. But as the stalking intensified and the truth about the hacking came to light, it felt like history was repeating itself.
When I learned that my Hive wallet had been emptied by the hacker years ago, I broke down. I cried bitterly, the kind of tears that come from a place so deep, it felt like it’ll never stop. how could you power down my account and take every single dime there? Ugh it was too much for me.
I took a week-long break from writing, not because I wanted to, but because I couldn’t process what had happened. My emotions were too raw, too overwhelming. It was a roller coaster of feelings.
One moment, I’d feel the zeal to move on, the next, the thought of the betrayal would resurface, and the tears would flow again. I cried silently, late at night, when no one else could see. It was as if the hacker hadn’t just stolen my funds, they had stolen my peace, my trust, and a part of my joy.
But in the midst of the pain, I found clarity. The experience, though heartbreaking, was a lesson. It taught me the importance of being vigilant and security conscious. I put in intentional effort into checking my activities across hive, transaction history and notification. I learned how to protect my account better, to be more watchful and informed.
Ignorance had cost me dearly, but I refused to let it define my journey any longer.Now, as I return to writing, I do so with a renewed sense of purpose. The road hasn’t been easy, and the scars from the experience are still very fresh. But I refuse to let the pain silence my voice.
Writing is a part of me, and no amount of hacking or stalking can take that away.
So here I am, back to writing, back to sharing my heart with the world. And as we close this chapter of the year, I want to wish you a merry Christmas and a prosperous new year. I hope that we all find the strength to rise above our challenges and the courage to keep pursuing what we love.
All pictures attached are mine plus the screenshots from my hive and discord pages.
Thank you for reading my story.