Hacked

 Due to my own naivety I was completely hacked; Facebook, email, Messenger and cell phone. 

It was a scam from Nigeria. I got a message from a friend asking to join her shopping group. I accepted sent a code and blam. I was hacked. 

He was texting with both Ellen and me on our text thread. It scared me.

The long and short of it is that I have lost my Facebook account. Fifteen years of memories hijacked and inaccessible....EXCEPT for some reason on this little Android. I can still get into it. 

I had to call the phone company and have my iPhone wiped completely and get a new cell number. I am struggling with creating a new Apple ID to be able to get my apps back.  The old email isn't secure and on the new iPhone it won't let me create a new email account with any company...gmail, hotmail, etc...unless I have their app downloaded. So I need the apps in order to get the apps back.  😂 Fun stuff. I guess I will have to use the laptop to set up a new email. 

At any rate I am going through my accessible FB memories and pictures and either saving the photos on here or screenshotting the writing. I am going to be posting it on here to save it all. 

I called an IT tech who states that it's impossible to regain control of my FB account. I have a friend who says it is possible. I don't know. I might create a new FB account, I might not. At the moment I am so overwhelmed and addled I'm not sure what to think or do.

I just thank God that the bulk of my funny stories I also posted on here. 

Let me test if I can get pics to load on here


Aha!  My mom!  I think this was Christmas 2019.

So it allows me get pics, but I need to see if I can access the screenshots somehow. Those have dates and my comments on them. 


Oh!  Whew!  Hot diggity, it does let me get them. A different way, but they are there. 

Now to scroll through 15 years of posts. 


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