It really has been 11 years since I had time to log into this account. There is so much I want to update everyone on, but I doubt there is anybody that remembers me or knows who I am, anymore. There's been alot to talk about, most of it is horrible and just not worth bringing up to worry people. Even I know that everyone will still worry with what this will come to.

So, about 12 years ago, my deviantART account was hacked and had alot of questionable actions going on, when I didn't know about it. Since I was dealing with my family, my engagement went to hell, getting ready for college, I just was never able to log into my accounts. The major actions that happened on the account when I was away was the person who got access to my account was making advances to people under the legal age. I wasn't aware any of this was going on since I never had the time to log in, and none of my friends were on deviantART, they were on Smack Jeeves for the most part. When I finally got access to my account again after needing to change the password and prove it was me, I got actual millions of messages and comments saying and claiming the worst things ever imaginable that I was being accused of.

My accounts were shorty banned, and I contacted deviantART for something about what happened. This was before they were brought by Wix, where they were still independently owned by the original founders. They got back to me, and asked what they can help. I asked for some information as to what happened while I was away from the site. After some back and forth about confirming where I live, what I was doing, the time frame I was away, they got back to me saying, "We know exactly who took your account and did all of those actions under your name, but you're still at fault for all of it." That is what they told me, word for word. I was just confused, angry, and just sad. I was crying, asking them what they mean that I was still at fault. They confirmed multiple times that they have the evidence, they have all the info to prove I'm innocent. They have IP addresses of the devices the guy logged in with, they have the locations where he logged in with, they have all the dates and times he was active on my account, and they STILL claimed I was the one at fault, that I was the one who was doing all of this.

After spending months and months trying to talk sense into them, they doubled down, and evenly publicly shamed me. I leaked our DMs and conversations of them proving that they have the evidence to show I didn't do any of that and I'm not, ever was, or ever will be the guy people thought they claimed me to be with that guy ruining my account and my name. The issues I found out that day was that the damage was done. People accused me of editing the DMs, I was still accused of doing all of that. The guy who was at fault did come clean, and I wasn't the only person he did that to, but just like a few others, people still thought those actions weren't his on other accounts. He even went to bat for those people, but nobody listened.

Since then, my life became a mess. I was kicked out of college for failing two exams, I lost my dorm, I wasn't allowed to move back in with my parents, my entire family disowned me, I lost my job, I became homeless, and just kept trying my best to make ends meet, the best I can. I never did drugs, I never resorted to that, but there is something else I'm resorting to.

I'm currently 33, I don't have a home, I don't have home, I don't have a job, I don't have any friends or family, nothing. I do have one thing, and that's really a wish. I just wish more people would listen and love each other. The amount of hate and turned backs I received since only got worse and worse as time went on, and it feels like there isn't a single person who wants to care about another person. Truth be told, I don't have any feelings to give, positive nor negative. I'm just numb. So, please, if you see an artist who is starting out, encourage them. If you see someone with a camera who wants to make a movie, cheer for them. If you see a singer who doesn't believe in themselves, believe for them. If you see someone down on their luck or having a rough time, support them back up. If you see someone being beaten down without being able to defend themselves, step in to help them. I have all the cuts and scars to show that nobody has done that for the past 12 years.

For anybody wondering, no, I'm not doing it. I'm too scared to die to try and attempt it. Thank you to Jeff who let me type this all out on his phone. He saw me in my blanket and began talking to me. He's the reason why I want to make this wish. Thank you so much for that. I hope my health is well enough to hopefully see this wish come true. I really do.

Thank you,

Quad Stevens