My legal name was stolen by an identity thief obsessed with my entire identity not just some bank account numbers.
I went by a different name, this one, Sylvanna Devlin in Petaluma.
And it was taken and abused – either by a terrorist or someone chatty on social media.
She also became obsessed with my identity – as a writer.
It would seem possible but not likely if the thieves weren’t customers of the said pseudo ex of long ago.
He had watched, played, and toyed. Using me as a commodity and chew toy.
But I had welcomed some invasion of my privacy before I knew what I was up against. I just knew something was wrong.
That pseudo ex, was delighted and abused their system while making digital holes.
As a result of his obsession with annihilating me I eventually recognized his voice.
But by then he was a successful terrorist and I could identify him but at the cost of pissing off an underworld I had no part in.
It was necessary Sad for a reputation going up in smoke. So please don’t use my legal name. I will be changing it. But for now I have to use both.
It sounds like those customers were pretty foul. But no one was willing to tell me what had happened.
They thought I knew.
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