Thank you for all the messages and understanding my recent silence.
On Saturday night, I went out to play pool with my brother and a friend in Camden. They headed home early, and I stayed a bit longer to unwind.
As I was walking home, I was approached by a group who demanded my phone. At first, I thought they were joking, but it quickly became clear they were serious. They took my phone, using facial recognition to unlock it. In that moment, I realised my safety was far more important than any possession.
I was wearing my gold hat that night, something very sentimental to me. I can't help but wonder if it drew attention. Had they wanted that instead, things could have escalated dangerously.
My phone had access to sensitive information, including personal and company accounts. I deeply regret the stress this caused my father, who at 70, had to deal with the attempted fraud that followed. He manages the books, and it’s not something he should have to worry about at his age.
I’m also behind on work, having missed meetings and delayed finalising the other
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scavenger hunt winners. I’ll catch up in the next day or so, though the UK bank holiday has made it harder to resolve everything quickly.
This experience has been a wake-up call. It’s a reminder that if I truly want to achieve my goals, I need to learn, grow, and do better in balancing my ambitions with self-care. Phones can be replaced, but taking care of myself—and the people who rely on me—has to come first.