Because I’ve been a free-lance marketer & writer for many years now, I’ve discovered a few tricky (and I must now admit, trickier than I’d like to acknowledge) different accounts I’ve created in the past, so I can view how the content appears to others, after I’ve posted it.
Over the moths after my car accident & resulting brain injury, certain accounts have become haunting phantoms. Their existence becomes more clear, but the way in which I can access the back end of these accounts, only slowly trickles in, usually just behind the realization that the account, itself, exists. This leaves me a) appreciative of how deceptive I’ve learned to be ;).b) befuddled.
But I must acknowledge (because I’m always searching for meaning 😉 that this is teaching me great patience. A brutal, but effective, lesson.
It’s funny actually, I think if I was feeling more light-hearted, I’d laugh. It’s at-least obvious that I’ve successfully made these accounts very tough to access, though I am curious, who would try :). Even the woman that originally created them, can’t easily access them, HA!