🧱 While they were tearing down my name online,
I was building something offline.
No one posted about that part.
No one filmed the hours spent helping people in real crisis.
No one screenshotted the conversations where I sat with others in silence, because silence was all they had left.
No one quoted the support I gave to people who messaged me in tears — not because they knew my story, but because something about it reminded them of their own.
📵 The truth didn’t trend.
You won’t find a TikTok about the people I helped navigate false accusations.
There’s no viral clip showing me coaching someone through a panic attack caused by online smear.
There are no comments hyping up the nights I stayed up trying to keep someone else from doing something irreversible —
because they, too, had been made unsearchable.
But I was there.
And I showed up.
Even when I had every reason to hide.
👥 This is the work they never included.
Because it didn’t fit the version of me they wanted to believe.
It’s easier to share a screenshot than a timeline.
It’s easier to repeat a rumour than to admit you were wrong.
It’s easier to make someone “that guy from the internet” than to see them as someone who shows up — daily — for people who’ve been broken by the very same systems.
💼 Let’s talk facts.
I didn’t just survive.
I became someone people could go to when they had no one else left.
I’ve helped people draft complaints to regulators who never listened to them.
I’ve guided people through reporting platforms that ignored their abuse.
I’ve created templates, letters, entire public archives — not just for me, but for others who were being misrepresented, too.
And I didn’t do it for show.
I did it because I know what it feels like to be erased.
So I made it my mission to make sure no one else had to face it alone.
🌍 This isn’t just an Inverness story.
This is about every single person who’s been silenced, misquoted, misunderstood —
then ignored when they tried to rebuild.
They tried to make me the face of something I never did.
Now I’ve made myself the foundation of something they can’t undo.
This is the part they never tell.
This is the part I’m publishing now — in full.
🚫 I never needed recognition.
But I’m not letting them pretend I did nothing.
They can keep pretending.
They can keep deleting their posts.
They can keep muting what they started.
But I’ll keep publishing.
Because I know what I’ve done.
I know who I’ve helped.
And I know what I’ve built — brick by brick, word by word, action by action.
📢 This series is mine.
The work behind it is real.
And every post is proof that I didn’t just survive —
I became someone stronger, sharper, and more useful than they ever expected.
📎 See the Record They Never Shared
⚫ The Black Files — What the system ignored
📂 The Public File — Where the legal fight lives
🛤️ The Long Return — My personal journey back
🎭 Playback Series — 20 chapters of accountability
🟨 Not Just a Name (Current) — The series they can’t unpublish