Yeah, guess who managed to get hacked with a ransomware demand? That's right, me. Yay. Go me, right?
No, I did not pay nor do I intend to. I did send a copy to my lawyer though.
What happens next? I don't know. It is what it is, I guess.
The weirdest thing is that one of the last guys to really give me grief (one of the ex's from hell's best bud) died in the last month and I can't help but wonder if his death triggered this somehow. And (allegedly) he is tracking every keystroke and post I make, through a Trojan virus or some fucking thing, Oh well.
So please don't think I have ghosted any of you or that I am having a tantrum, or sulking or that I am suicidal or something. No, I've just been enduring my so-called life and existing -- until this.
FUCK. ME.
You can answer this post if you want, or not. But please, if you do nothing else, change your passwords NOW. I know I changed mine frequently and yet, that wasn't good enough.
“When I was 15, I spent a month working on an archeological dig. I was talking to one of the archeologists one day during our lunch break and he asked those kinds of “getting to know you” questions you ask young people: Do you play sports? What’s your favorite subject? And I told him, no I don’t play any sports. I do theater, I’m in choir, I play the violin and piano, I used to take art classes.
And he went WOW. That’s amazing! And I said, “Oh no, but I’m not any good at ANY of them.”
And he said something then that I will never forget and which absolutely blew my mind because no one had ever said anything like it to me before: “I don’t think being good at things is the point of doing them. I think you’ve got all these wonderful experiences with different skills, and that all teaches you things and makes you an interesting person, no matter how well you do them.”
And that honestly changed my life. Because I went from a failure, someone who hadn’t been talented enough at anything to excel, to someone who did things because I enjoyed them. I had been raised in such an achievement-oriented environment, so inundated with the myth of Talent, that I thought it was only worth doing things if you could “Win” at them.” - Kurt Vonnegut.
