There's always somebody downstairs

[sovay]

Construction on our street no longer even rates a jackhammer, it seems: the ponderously concrete-cracking blows reverberating directly across the road are the product of effectively punching the sidewalk with a backhoe. I have those mornings, too, but I don't make my neighbors listen to them. Facebook permanently deactivated my account in the night, deleting fourteen years' worth of memories, photos, conversations, connections, my profile picture on a mountainside in Vancouver. It is still nice to read political news that does not feel like the rear view of an event horizon. My plan for the rest of the day is heavily tilted toward returning from this afternoon's doctor's appointment and trying to sleep.

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[sholio]

All of that is completely unnecessary and upsetting! I hope you're able to sleep properly. <3

I wonder if it's possible to get the Facebook account undeleted? I don't think most sites like that immediately purge data, so perhaps something can still be done. :((

[sovay]

All of that is completely unnecessary and upsetting! I hope you're able to sleep properly.

Thank you! I did achieve unconsciousness for somewhere between two and three hours and I dreamed.

I wonder if it's possible to get the Facebook account undeleted? I don't think most sites like that immediately purge data, so perhaps something can still be done.

The e-mail said "permanently," but it's FB, so it's true, who even knows what goes on inside their black box.