once upon a time I was really upset that that illiterate blogger has millions of followers and I, who have been watching this story for 9 years, have to swallow my anger and watch people's ignorance. Those days, I was sad and angry about not being seen, loneliness, confiscation (selling and using my words) and... but when they attacked my life and hardware, I cried. I've never been upset about why the person is uneducated or a copycat or... but the more I try (to be helpful, that's all), the more humiliated, the more annoyed, the more traumatized I've been, because Attacks, insults, harassments, violation of my privacy and..., nothing matters to me anymore. I want to be alone for a long time and recharge because life goes on. I love you all . Good luck
