One month after my mom passed away, I logged into her Facebook account intending to deactivate it. The moment I accessed it, I was taken aback to discover a secret profile under her maiden name. My heart raced as I saw recent posts and photos as if she were still active.
As I scrolled through, trying to make sense of it all, a message popped up in my inbox from a stranger asking about a PlayStation game. Confused yet intrigued, I dug deeper into the messages and found out that my mom’s original account had been hacked years ago. She had created this new profile to continue using Facebook, but she never told me about it.
The realization hit me like a wave. Why hadn’t she confided in me about this? What else had she kept from me? It left me with a mix of emotions—shock, curiosity, and a deep sense of longing to understand more about my mom’s hidden life online.
