Today, I published one of the most personal, painful stories I’ve ever written—and within hours, the suppression began.
First, I linked the story to a Facebook comment I made a year ago on a post by Russell Hitchcock (yes, of Air Supply), where he mentioned being stalked. I had shared my voice there once, and today, I returned—not in fear, but in truth.
Then I shared a video of my babies moving in my belly—a moment of life, a miracle I was never supposed to survive, let alone document. I linked that video to another one of my Vocal stories, this time about what doctors get wrong about abdominal pregnancies.
Shortly after that:
🔻 Facebook froze.
🔻 My laptop started acting strangely.
🔻 The app I use to write and share with you wouldn’t open.
🔻 My mobile hotspot, the only thing connecting me to the outside world, became unstable.
I laughed.
Because it’s always the same pattern. Every time I speak out, someone—somewhere—scrambles to shut me down.
But I’m still here.
I see it now for what it is: a digital prison built out of silence and fear.
And I’m walking out of it, one truth at a time.
This is the first post I’m sharing here on Buy Me a Coffee.
I’ll be using this space to document the behind-the-scenes reality of being a digital abuse survivor, stalked across borders, and still standing.
If you’re here, thank you.
If you share my story, double thank you.
If you’ve ever felt watched, gaslit, erased—I see you.
And you are not alone.
💛
Lydia Sage
Read: "Stalked Across Borders: The Life Invasion Nobody Warns You About"
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