My Facebook Got Hacked, a Curse or a Blessing?

To make a long story short, my Facebook got hacked, which made me wonder if it was a curse or a blessing. Twelve years of posts, friends, and groups are poof, gone! I was furious at the hacker and hoped whoever it was would get diarrhea. Then I quickly realized what a pathetic life he/she must have to be living such a dishonest life, so I took back my wish for them to get the runs. I wouldn’t want their path or karma.

I want to share my experience with you in case your Facebook account gets hacked, then deactivated. This post will go over the actions I took, the curse/blessings of losing my account, and a dream I had the night before my Facebook got hacked.

My Facebook Got Hacked Details

Before I go into the details, let me share important advice I took from the authors on the Wide for the Win Facebook group. It’s crucial to put someone you trust as the administer for your Facebook business page (I’m not sure if you can do this with a personal page). My honey is mine, and he’s been so helpful. He wrote a letter to Facebook from my business page about what happened. Then he created a post to contact me through my website or other social media because my account got hacked and we’re pending a Facebook appeal.

My ego got excited that there were twenty-five comments. Wow, people must really miss me! Nope. The comments were from people who claimed so and so could get my account back. Spammers or bots? Delete comment, delete comment, delete…

What I did immediately was change a ton of passwords for my emails, website, social media accounts, author accounts, banking, etc. I also checked that none of my accounts had Facebook access and my payment systems were correct. Perhaps I went overboard, although I rather be safe than sorry. Thankfully, I didn’t have any type of payment system set up on my Facebook account, nor did I put their apps on my phone or tablet, instead I always logged in.

The Curse

Obviously, I was wigging out when this first happened. Then sadness hit. I could no longer connect with my family and friends. My Caturday’s posts of my cats were gone…

My favorite Facebook groups were no longer an option to mingle with. Sob! And even worse, I was the administer of the group, A Smashwords of Everyone! To avoid headaches, I set it up that new people and posts had to be approved by me.

I’ve attempted to email two authors who post a lot in the Smashwords’ group. They don’t have a contact form or email on their website. What? Authors, put a contact form on your website! I couldn’t message one author privately on Twitter, so I left a comment on her post. It’s out of my hands now.

My sister suggested opening a new account. Just the thought of it was exhausting, zzz. There’s no way I’m going to spend time re-friending hundreds of people and re-joining a bunch of groups, which took over a decade to do. What happens if I get kicked off again?

The Blessing

We admitted we were powerless over Facebook – that our lives have become unmanageable. I got to admit that I can be a Facebook addict. If I added all the hours I spent there, it would be shocking. Perhaps the Facebook’s Gods will reactivate my account. If not, then it is meant to be.

I did not build my business on Facebook. If you’re only using it for your business, take the steps to create a website of one or more pages and other social media accounts. Don’t put your eggs in one basket. I have a website and a newsletter. Plus, I use LinkedIn and Pinterest accounts for my business.

Time is a major benefit of losing my Facebook. I’ll use that time to write more blogs, work on my eighth book, and create another oracle deck. Since I’ve been working on building up my LinkedIn account and I can spend a little more time there. LinkedIn doesn’t care, nor do Linkers become offended if I talk about my business, as long as I don’t do the buy my services and products constantly. If a miracle happens and I get my Facebook back, I’ll be spending less time there.

Lastly, the people who truly care about me will find other ways to connect with me. This morning I received a text from a Facebook friend asking if I was okay. It reminds me of when I moved from New Jersey, USA, to Eastern North Carolina. Many people lost touch with me, yet the ones who counted stayed in touch with me.

What’s Pamela Dreaming?

The night before my Facebook got hacked, I dreamed:

A redheaded woman was telling people about things that I said. I never had spoken those words, and she was misrepresenting who I was. I started to defend myself, then stopped as I thought to myself – stop, it’s not worth the hassle.


The redheaded woman represents my root charka, which is the color red. Our root charka connects us to the Earth and our family/tribe. She was symbolic of Facebook and her words represented the hacker who misrepresented my Facebook account. (Perhaps the hacker has red hair and is a woman?) I wanted to defend my Facebook account, yet I decided to let go…

Final Thoughts on My Facebook Got Hacked

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*3-8-23 update. They will delete my account soon since I’m uncomfortable giving Facebook a government ID with a picture on it. A reliable source told me it didn’t work for them. I created a new personal page, yet I don’t have the energy to put much effort into it.

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