That depressed script: Unintended yet planned yesterday somehow till today
Hey blog. Or just—hello, in general. Working online as a Cyber Hunter, competing with other hackers, can be stressful—until you find the one. Suddenly, you realize you're a hacker. Maybe it’s after submitting your first report, or maybe it’s in the moment you spot something others miss. Either way, the realization hits: I’m really doing this. At the same time, hacking while living with family, recovering from an abusive relationship—it’s brighter now. Back then, when people called me “talented but inconsistent,” I was actually fighting unbalance. I stopped showing up to interviews. Stopped going to parties. Stopped drinking—just a little—and sat alone. I was hurting, but I didn’t know it until I found Vodka. Eventually, staying aware saved me. Psychology, something I’d picked up and carried throughout my life, kept me grounded even in chaos. Despite rumors, misunderstandings, and conversations layered with contempt , I still bore the weight—miles away or not. Still, deep in my hea...