The breach didn’t come with a warning. One day, deeply personal therapy notes — written in moments of vulnerability and trust — were no longer private. A faceless hacker had accessed the data, copied it, and released it online, where it may remain forever.
The stolen records included intimate reflections, fears, and experiences shared under the assumption of strict confidentiality. What was once a safe space for healing suddenly became a source of anxiety, shame, and loss of control. Unlike a stolen password or credit card number, deeply personal thoughts cannot be changed or replaced.
