*deep sigh* So on Tuesday night, my Facebook account was hacked. If you’re friends with me or follow me on Instagram, you may have noticed that I disappeared.
Someone took over my account and posted horrible things to get it disabled and then they tried to charge my Paypal account for Facebook ads. I’m also currently fighting a $125 charge to that from these people. I didn’t have a whole lot of mental spoons to begin with, and this certainly didn’t help.
I have no idea if I will get my Facebook or Instagram accounts back at this point. I have a back-up Instagram at Karajorgensenwriter just in case, which I’m now using.
What I hate most about this is how isolated I suddenly feel. I had been predominantly using Twitter and Discord recently, but there were several friends I only spoke to on Instagram’s messenger. Having to track everyone down is hard and people assume my new account is a clone/hacked one, which is doubly frustrating.
On top of all that, if my account is eventually deleted/disabled, I lose tons of pictures of pets who have passed on and some pics of my dad who has also passed on. I’m more upset by the loss of pictures than anything else. And Facebook’s “help” is anything but. There is literally no way to reach out to an actual person for help, so god knows if I’ll get anything back and because the hackers posted horrible things, making a new account is VERY difficult at this point because they’re tied to my devices/IPs. You see the problem here.
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