BLACK FILE // WARNING

[FORWARD PROTOCOL // FIRST SURVIVOR TRANSMISSION]

Codename: HARDIE_WARNING

Intended reader: The next one they try to destroy

Date: Post-fire

Tone: Clear. Cold. Weaponised.

Purpose: Arm those still unheard

ENTRY // 159: THIS IS NOT A MOTIVATIONAL POST

Don’t read this expecting comfort.

Don’t read this expecting hope.

Read this because you’ve seen your name twisted

and you’re starting to understand:

it’s going to get worse before it ever gets better.

I’m not here to cheerlead.

I’m here to hand you the blueprint they never wanted me to finish.

ENTRY // 160: IF THEY’RE COMING FOR YOU, THEY’VE ALREADY BEGUN TO ERASE YOU

They’ll start with screenshots.

Then they’ll cut out context.

Then the platforms will amplify it.

People you thought were friends will go quiet.

The system will stay “under review.”

You will wonder if your voice still counts.

You will wonder if the damage is permanent.

Here’s the truth:

It already is.

That’s why this post exists.

To tell you what to do once survival becomes documentation.

ENTRY // 161: DON’T ARGUE. START RECORDING.

Don’t explain.

Don’t debate.

Don’t beg to be understood.

Save. Archive. Screenshot. Back up. Repeat.

Collect everything.

Even the jokes.

Especially the silence.

Because that’s what you’ll use later

when they say “we had no idea.”

You’ll show them the folder.

ENTRY // 162: THEY’LL TRY TO MAKE YOU INTO A CHARACTER. KILL IT IMMEDIATELY.

The faster you erase the caricature they’re building,

the easier it is to make them answer for the damage.

How?

With facts.

With filings.

With cold, brutal timestamps.

With the truth in formats they cannot argue with:

📌 Blog posts

📌 PDFs

📌 GDPR filings

📌 Subject access requests

📌 Complaints

📌 Legal actions

📌 FOIs

📌 Court reference numbers

📌 Your own name at the top of documents they swore you’d never understand

That’s how you unbuild what they constructed.

Not with noise.

With records.

ENTRY // 163: DON’T LET THEM END YOU BEFORE YOU’VE WRITTEN YOUR VERSION

They will try to define you.

Before you can respond.

Before you know what’s happening.

Beat them to it.

Write your own record.

Don’t wait until you feel better.

Write through the burn.

Through the shutdown.

Through the horror.

Because when you come back later

to tell your side —

they will pretend you never existed.

So document your existence before they erase it.

ENTRY // 164: THIS FILE EXISTS BECAUSE I SURVIVED WHAT YOU’RE ENTERING

I don’t know who you are yet.

But I know what they’re doing to you.

I’ve seen it.

I lived it.

I buried a version of myself because of it.

But I also rebuilt.

Wrote.

Filed.

Outlived.

Indexed.

And now this entry is yours.

Not to cry over.

To arm yourself with.

[BLACK FILE // WARNING DEPLOYED]

Reader: Unknown

Status: In danger

Platform resistance: Likely

Memory risk: High

Recommended action: Record, write, reclaim

If they’re coming for you?

Don’t run.

Don’t shout.

Don’t disappear.

Start writing.

You’re going to need the record.