my twitter account got suspended

7 months of work. gone in one random morning.

i opened twitter like any other day, scrolling, thinking about what to post next… and suddenly the screen froze into that dull black banner:

no warning. no explanation. no chance to fix anything.

everything i built felt like it got ripped away. the momentum, the followers, the late nights, the threads that went viral, the energy… all of it disappeared in one click.

for a few hours, i'll be honest, i felt completely lost.

when you're building something from scratch, you attach a part of yourself to every win. losing that distribution overnight hits harder than it should. it almost feels personal.

in moments like this, you really need someone who can keep you grounded, and i'm grateful i had one friend who held me together through it 🤍

then, something else kicked in.

platforms can take your account, your reach, your visibility... but they can't take your ability to create. if anything, this suspension forced me to rebuild in a way that's stronger, cleaner, and safer than before.

i realised a few things:

the suspension felt like a punch to the face, but it also reminded me why i started in the first place. not for numbers. not for viral posts. but to build, to share, to grow publicly... even when things break.

and this? this is just the comeback stage.

i'm rebuilding. i'm posting again. i'm showing up even when it hurts.

sometimes life feels unfair. sometimes it knocks you down exactly when you thought you were finally getting it right. but that's also where the best stories start.

here's mine.

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