“My Sextortion Diary” became my liberation from the harassment I was suffering from. For as long as I can remember, I’ve used dissociation to flee from painful realities, sheltering into my inner world. There, I could draw, paint, and craft the reality I wished for. The day following the blackmail, I turned to my sanctuary—my computer and the internet—searching for answers. I was lost, scouring news, articles, statistics, and realizing I was one of countless global cases. These discoveries made me understand the urgency and global scale of this matter. It was clear: this had to become a documentary. A friend remarked during the sextortion “You’re facing this because you can handle it.” As a documentary filmmaker, I saw an opportunity to use this nightmare to raise awareness and break the silence that shame and embarrassment drowns you to. Nobody wants to be the one who has screwed up, making it tempting to submit to the abuse rather than confront it. Neither the police nor the legal system offered protection. It was me versus him. Facing the Hacker alone was terrifying, turning my fear into paranoia. I became anxious even walking home at night, realizing those around me couldn’t understand the agony of online abuse by someone controlling your digital life. Once your information is shared, it’s no longer yours. Even now, as I write, I wonder if the Hacker might return.

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Filme exibido com o apoio da Embaixada de Espanha em Portugal