Whistleblower: A timeline of the media spectacle

Your support has allowed me to endure these last four years. Let this serve as an overview of what you’ve helped me survive.

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For nearly four years I’ve lived my life one viral news story after the next. 

On May 19, 2020, I was fired from my job with the Florida Department of Health, where I was leading the COVID-19 public data and surveillance project since the start of the pandemic.

The reason for my termination became the subject of major news investigations and lawsuits – a still-ongoing melodrama driven by politics and the destructive nature of social media.

The official letter I received  stated no reason for my termination, but I asked who made the decision and was told it was the Deputy Secretary - the very person I was filing the whistleblower complaint against. 

The decision was not that of my immediate supervisor or even his immediate supervisor, but of the politically-appointed bureaucrat who had just weeks prior asked me to manipulate the publicly-available data I managed about the pandemic.

The state offered me a settlement if I agreed to resign and not sue them for retaliation. They gave me a deadline of Thursday, May 21, 2020 to make a decision.

I was out of town to visit my family in Mississippi and hiding from the media in a hotel as I watched every major network speculate about what had happened. 

On Wednesday, May 20,2020, while I was hiding from the press and mulling the resignation, Governor Ron DeSantis went on an unhinged rant targeting me, outing me to the world when I had planned to file my complaint anonymously. I did not accept their settlement offer. 

The day after the deadline to accept that offer, a defamatory and salacious article in The Daily Mail (published in the UK and out of reach of our libel laws) sought to scare me into silence by shaming me for reporting a sexual assault I experienced seven years prior by a former classmate in college. They fudged the details and attacked my family, even publishing the names and photos of my two young children. They quoted my abuser’s many police interviews verbatim and as statements of fact, even though the university itself issued letters of support and proved he was lying. The media quickly called out the lies, but the damage had been done. 

Existing job offers evaporated, and my silence surrendered the opportunity to "shape the narrative."

Calls for an investigation went unanswered in DeSantis’ administration. Letters from every major academic organization I was a part of were ignored. 

The Daily Mail article, meant to intimidate me into silence, had the opposite effect. The only reason I had not spoken out was because I wanted to protect my family’s privacy and not be the center of the story. By attacking me, they eliminated the only reason preventing me from coming forward.

I gave one interview then went back to my life, thinking my life before still existed in some form. I received dozens of new job offers from across the country after my CNN appearance, from places as esteemed as the MIT Broad Center to working directly for other governors in other states.

Instead of taking another politicalized position, I spent the next few weeks helping a non-profit establish COVID-19 surveillance tools in east Africa while I interviewed for jobs. Because the media mislabeled my skillset, incorrectly calling me a software engineer and programmer, a lot of the jobs I was offered were far beyond my field of expertise. I was a scientist, not a programmer. I didn’t want to be under the thumb of another governor and I didn’t want to be politicized. That limited my options.

Then Florida’s 2020 summer of death began.

Watching the very warning I tried to issue became reality in Florida, and even worse than I had projected, I felt compelled to step up and lead where the state had failed. So during the first week of June 2020, I launched a pandemic tracking system that bested the state's.

Though never a heavy social media user before my ousting, I decided to use my new platform to advocate for transparency in data reporting during the pandemic, to provide a more comprehensive view of COVID-19 in the state, and to fight for truth and evidence-based decision making.

When my former colleagues begged the state to protect them as they and their families were dying from the virus, I spoke out on their behalf.

In July 2020, I created the national tracking system for Covid in schools with Google and FinMango, and became the sole source of data for cases among faculty and staff across America. 

Also in July 2020, my attorneys filed my whistleblower complaint with the Florida Commission on Human Relations (FCHR). The complaint would be assessed and an investigation complete within 90 days, we were told. 

They did not send us their final determination until September 12, 2022 - more than two years later.

From August through December 2020, I became a mainstay in mainstream media. 

I dealt with one unhinged stalker during that time, an FSU professor of economics named Rebel Cole, who posted sick, threatening and sexually-harassing messages about me on Twitter. I blocked him ,I reported him to the police, and kept working. He was eventually banned, I believe, for spreading election conspiracies in 2020.

Cole’s “First Blood” tweets, comments about hurting myself, and sexually deranged statements reached a level of concern I had never experienced. One of Cole’s grad students, posing as a professor online, jumped on the bandwagon and eventually tried to make himself out to be a victim to gain clout.

I worked too much to spend my time reading the filtered messages on Twitter, or respond to every comment or tweet about me. I stuck to my work, publishing the COVID stats for Florida and schools nationwide every single day, never missing an update. 

For my efforts, I was named one of Fortune's 40 under 40, one of Elemental's 50 Experts to Trust, Forbes' first-ever Technology Person of the Year, and more. I gave the keynote address to the American Statistical Association and National Institute of Statistical Science’s joint conference on COVID-19 data science, the URISA annual conference, and others.

An MIT study found I was one of the most prominent voices on all of social media for accurate COVID-19 information.

Then my entire world changed… again.

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On December 7, 2020, my home was raided at gunpoint. The police initially lied and said no guns were drawn or pointed at us, unaware that we had filmed the entire incident. DeSantis admitted his involvement in the case days later; another unhinged press conference attacking me. 

More calls for investigations denied. More academic organizations ignored.

Not long after, we sued the police for the raid. My family and I packed up our things and moved out of state a few weeks later, arriving at our new home in the DC area on January 5, 2021. Incredible timing.

The day after our first hearing for the lawsuit in mid-January 2021, the police issued a warrant for my arrest. I went to jail, sick with Covid, for one night until being set free by the court. Two years exactly from the day of the raid, the state agreed to dismiss that charge, but not before threatening me with prison if I refused to drop my whistleblower complaint and destroy evidence. 

FCHR, with whom our whistleblower complaint was already overdue with, forwarded their concerns to the FDOH Inspector General’s office, who started their own separate investigation. Expecting the very agency my complaint was against to do a fair job seemed unreasonable, so I refused to interview with them.

Exhausted, sick and afraid from the raid, arrest and quick move to Maryland, I stepped back from doing press for several months. 

I had hoped that the move to Maryland and the public withdrawal would get DeSantis to stop his obsession and persecution. Even DeSantis’ closest advisors were telling him to stop, with Jared Moskowitz claiming he told DeSantis that attacking my family went too far. The day after the raid, when I asked Moskowitz why DeSantis was coming after me, he told me only that “He is relentless, as I’ve seen with others.”

I focused on doing good: I started an awards program to recognize others who, like me, dedicated their time and resources to reporting accurate COVID-19 information, and used money I raised from my own work to fund it.

I continued earning recognition for my own work, as well, including the title of Whistleblower of the Year. I gave more keynotes. I focused on whistleblower work.

Around the same time, a massive disinformation network dedicated solely to stalking, harassing, doxxing, threatening and silencing me cropped up, led by a woman whose previous job was eastern European disinformation agent for war criminal and imprisoned former Georgian President Mikheil Saakashvili. 

The threats online intensified, and I was granted a restraining order against registered foreign agent Christina Pushaw, a woman I had never met nor spoken to. She then continued to harass, threaten and dox me, and was criminally charged with violating the restraining order, though both cases would ultimately be dismissed months later. 

Pushaw started conspiracy theories about a massive media hoax to make DeSantis look bad, which she blamed solely on me. She created fake accounts, recruited paid operatives, and spent three months stalking my every move. 

Pushaw impersonated federal officials while trying to hack my email, claiming to represent the US State Department’s Women of Courage awards program and instructing me to click on a link to accept my prize. I reported her to the feds, but nothing happened. 

Pushaw tried and failed to get a retaliatory protective order against me after I went to the police, but it was denied outright. In court she admitted to coordinating with the other attack accounts stalking me, then tried to cry and pretend she was the victim because people were being mean to her online because she was stalking and harassing me.

Only after she was criminally charged was she hired by the DeSantis administration to be the new press secretary for the Governor.

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Before the raid, I had carefully tried not to venture into politics or go beyond covering COVID-19 issues. I thought being a limited-purpose public figure shielded me from full public figure status, at which point claims of harassment became more difficult to prove.

Whatever illusions I had about maintaining my privacy while being a public scientist went up in smoke when armed men stormed into my house and pointed guns at my children.

In March 2021 an award-winning piece in Cosmopolitan represented a tide change in my approach to my public image. I embraced the role of firebrand and fought back.

DeSantis’ COVID-19 narrative continued to fall apart as other state officials spoke out and leaked documents proving my embattled former employer was misleading the public, denying public access to data, and hiding the true extent of death in the state.

With Florida’s COVID-19 response exposed as a complete failure, I turned my focus to two other, much larger projects.

I agreed to work on a documentary with my very good friend and Academy Award nominated director Josh Fox in April 2021. I also began mulling a run for public office, though moving back to Florida still seemed too dangerous for my family at that point.

On May 15, 2021, the first day of filming for our documentary, an op-ed on a far-right blog called the National Review began circulating on the internet. 

The blog post made demonstrably false claims easily debunked by other media outlets and evidence long in the public eye, but it also raised my profile as a target among the far-right circles with its openly sexist attacks and claims of a massive media conspiracy.

I debunked the article myself, but mostly waited for reinforcements already in the queue: An explosive investigative piece the Miami Herald worked extensively on for months, using sworn affidavits from state officials, interviews with my former colleagues, and a trove of data and communications.  

Two weeks after the National Review hit piece, which state officials claimed they had no prior knowledge of even though they issued this official statement the day of its release, I received whistleblower protection from the state. 

With attempts to deny me the title of whistleblower shattered, my new protected status was celebrated as a major victory.

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But another plan to render my fame useless was already in the works.

Four things happened all at once that first weekend in June 2021, on the one-year anniversary of when I launched my alternative state dashboard:

• A US Supreme Court case (Van Buren) invalidated the law police in Florida used to charge me with.

• The state killed all the data feeds I built, including the dashboard, and stopped publishing COVID-19 data. 

• The Miami-Herald published their story about my whistleblower complaint.

• I got banned from Twitter for “over-sharing” the Miami Herald article about my whistleblower complaint. 

Officially, Twitter claimed I was banned for over-sharing the article, but Pushaw and her paid allies started conspiracy theories about a secret scheme to buy a small number of followers for my Twitter handle which already had 400,000+ followers.

Whistleblower status granted me certain protections under Florida law, and it was the day I received that letter that I decided to run against Matt Gaetz in the 2022 election. 

However, my Twitter account would not be restored for another 18 months, re-activated under Elon Musk’s reversal of accounts suspended for political speech. 

The entire time I ran for Congress, I was not allowed access to Twitter – making me one of only two congressional candidates in the nation banned from the site.

In July 2021, I announced my run for Congress against Matt Gaetz. 

A week later, my lawyer submitted a motion to dismiss under the recent Van Buren ruling, which was denied without reason, adding to the highly-politicized nature of the “misuse of computer systems” charge.

I planned to run for Congress as an independent, but under a Florida law passed the same year, I had to run as the party I was registered with one year before the filing deadline. I had been a registered Democrat since age 18, and switched from an independent campaign to democrat after being informed of the new law.

I did not know at the time that my Twitter stalker brigade was already bragging about having changed my voter registration on Twitter, expecting the change to disqualify me from running altogether (it almost did). 

After all, I had been doxxed by them and even FOX News online for months. I stopped paying attention to what they did, especially after being kicked off of Twitter. That was a mistake.

But I kept campaigning, having moved back to Florida just six months after leaving with a renewed sense of purpose. DeSantis let his online operatives and Pushaw lead the attacks, and took his advisors’ advice on staying away from me, but not for long.

The Summer of Death, Part II brought the Delta wave to Florida, and with it the highest case and death rate in the nation.

In November 2021, I was named as one of the few nominees for the John Maddox Prize, the "Nobel Prize" for science advocacy in the face of adversity. A Florida professor on the nominating committee submitted my name among the pool of about 100 fearless scientists from all over the world.

Perhaps the only quiet months, if you could call it that, in the past three years came between December and March 2022. My campaign was breaking records, but no one wrote about it. I was able to work and carry on, albeit handicapped without Twitter, doing good in my own community. 

I was the first Democratic congressional candidate to qualify via ballot petition in the state for 2022. And I was the first candidate in Florida history to qualify with voter petitions from every one of Florida’s 67 counties. Those stories never made headlines.

I drew a primary challenger who lived in another Congressional district, either duped by the internet trolls or promised payment for peddling their lies. Either way, the sham campaign had no chance of winning so I mostly ignored it.

The short period of peace ended in April 2022.

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In early April 2022, my landlord said she needed to come take pictures of the house we were renting “for insurance purposes.” Of course we agreed, and she came by, we discussed extending the lease when it was up in June of that year, and then she left.

Those photos – which included photos of the bedrooms, the location of security cameras, and even where in the house my kids slept – ended up on Twitter and Facebook, shared by a stalker who had repeatedly doxxed my family. I confronted the landlord via text, asking her why on earth she would share pictures of where we were sleeping to my internet stalkers. She did not respond. 

My stalker used the pictures to lie and say we had “trashed the place,” even though they were taken months before we moved out and were still living there (and I of course took video of the state of things when we moved out). My stalker took it even further, claiming we had been “kicked out,” even though we were given the opportunity to and declined to renew our lease. These photos are still on twitter today.

Between April and May, a flurry of investigations published by the state of Florida spun off into conflicting narratives about the state’s handling of COVID-19 and my whistleblower case.

Marc Caputo, the disgraced former Politico blogger fired from MSNBC due to multiple ethics complaints, fabricated a story falsely claiming my whistleblower complaint was rejected and dismissed after a partially-redacted FDOH Inspector General report was leaked to him before we had even received a copy of it. This was the IG investigation we refused to interview with, the one started when our complaint with FCHR was forwarded to the IG office without our knowledge.

Even though the Inspector General’s report was mostly neutral, finding that they could “neither prove nor disprove” some of the most serious allegations, Caputo spun it as a dismissal, and most of the press followed his lead.

Few media outlets paid attention to the last finding in the report: I told the truth about being told to hide and remove data, but because there was no specific rule or policy making that illegal, DOH had not broken any laws in ordering me to do it. 

This contradicted the FCHR statement that would come five months later saying that such orders were a violation of law that endangered public health, safety and welfare.

Exactly one year after the IG report was leaked to Caputo, FDOH was caught doing the exact same thing again, but this time with vaccine data.

A few weeks after the IG report, the Florida Auditor General’s (AG) report on gross mismanagement of COVID-19 data came out. Very few media outlets who misrepresented the IG report even mentioned the AG report. 

By this point I had begun to notice a pattern: whenever reporting vindicating my claims was set to come out, DeSantis’ office would coordinate with far-right media outlets to pre-emptively poison the story. Reporters hate admitting when they got it wrong, and the general practice with the media always seems to be that whoever gets there first is right, even if they’re not. 

They did it with The Daily Mail in 2020, the National Review in 2021, and with Marc Caputo in 2022. I beat them to it in 2023, which only made them lash out with even more insane conspiracies. It’s a crisis PR tactic incredibly useful when you have the privilege of knowing exactly what’s coming weeks ahead of time.

Back to our timeline…

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In May 2022, I went to the Florida Young Democrats (FYD) annual meeting to speak and receive their endorsement. I made a mistake I never made even when in college, and let a stranger claiming to be a member of the FYD get me a drink.

He drugged it. 

Thankfully my campaign manager was with me and made sure I didn’t stop breathing that night. He almost forced me to go to the hospital.

I wanted to believe I had some freak allergic reaction, even though I wasn’t allergic to anything and the symptoms didn’t match. Only after getting an allergy test months later did I accept I had been poisoned, as my campaign manager and husband suspected all along. After speaking to my friend and fellow whistleblower Daniel Ellsberg, he told me about the time Nixon’s plumbers tried to drug him. He told me “if they’re going that far, you’re scaring the hell out of them.”

July and August 2022 were dizzying months for my family and I.

We moved from Gulf Breeze to Navarre in June. I worked constantly, gaining endorsements from every major group I sought them from, and others I didn’t even ask, organizing women’s rights marches across the panhandle, hosting meet and greets three times a week in every small town in my district. 

I caught COVID-19 for the second time at the Florida Democratic Party’s annual leadership conference in Orlando (which promptly spread throughout my house). 

We received our first death threat via voicemail to my husband’s cell phone (which the twitter stalkers claimed was fake). After the FBI interviewed the caller - who did not even hide his number – the caller admitted issuing the threat, but the DOJ still declined to prosecute. 

Then in late July 2022, the sham candidate from another district sued me to kick me out of my race after one of my internet stalkers changed my voter registration online. I won on appeal August 22, 2023. The next day, August 23, 2022, I won the primary, despite only being on the ballot for one day (Florida has two weeks of early voting and mail voting which make up most ballots cast in the state).

That same week, the state threatened to throw me in prison if I wouldn't drop my whistleblower complaint, and delete records the state falsely claimed I never had access to. Records kept as evidence in our case against the state. 

On September 12, 2022, mere weeks after we refused to drop the complaint, the state finished its investigation and gave us the green light to sue. In their determination letter, the state found that the orders I was given to hide, delete and alter numbers constituted a violation of law that endangered public safety. 

Of all the events of import in this timeline, the conclusion of the more than two-years-long investigation by FCHR got the least amount of coverage, except when Marc Caputo (the guy who fabricated the IG story six months earlier and was later fired by NBC) used a doctored version of the complaint to draw attention to anything other than what the letter actually said: the state ordered me to break the law. (Update: After Caputo was fired from MSNBC, he was hired by The Messenger. Less than a year later, he got fired from there, too).

In September and October, a man employed by the Republican Party of Florida at the time, Laurent “Larry” Hetu, began stalking my 12-year-old son. Hetu popped up on my radar months earlier, after he threatened to protest and shut down the bridge to the venue hosting one of my events. He sent me a harassing email, I told him to fuck off, and didn’t hear from or about him again for months.

He first followed my son at a health expo, taking pictures of him while I was bringing in supplies from my car. The event had not opened to the public yet, but since he was there with one of those fake alternative pregnancy centers, he had access to the facility. 

He sent the pictures to Matt Gaetz, and both of them shared them and bullied my son on social media. 

The owner of the event shot back, calling out Gaetz for lying about what the event was, misrepresenting his event, and for attacking my son.

Not long afterward, the man began stalking my son at the Okaloosa County Fair, even following him into the restroom. We called the police, whom my son begged to take action but did not. That was the first time I ever saw him angry and upset about being the focus of these politicized attacks.

The next week I filed for a protective order on my son’s behalf. During the hearing, the Judge stated that while “the court does not condone in any way the fact that a photograph of a political candidate’s child was used as propaganda,” he could not approve the restraining order because what Hetu did “must be analyzed in the context of a political campaign.”

The letter my son wrote to the judge pleading for protection meant nothing. The cops did nothing and the courts did nothing. And this was the third time my 12-year-old son had been victimized by bad actors and re-victimized by authorities in less than two years.

In October 2022, I forced Matt Gaetz into a debate so awful for him that it’s the only one ever done by WFSU not available on YouTube (we made copies before they took it down).

I outraised Matt Gaetz’ first Congressional run in 2016, and came in second for small-dollar donations in the state among all Democratic candidates (Maxwell Frost raised the most in small-dollar donations from individuals). Things were moving along smoothly into November.

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The day before the election, one of my campaign managers – and closest friends – experienced a horrific incident. 

Her husband shot an intruder in the middle of the night who had been breaking into their property and stealing from them for months. Shot once in the arm, the intruder fled, but was found by bloodhounds underneath a house he had been squatting in that was filled with my friend’s stuff. The state has since charged the man, who was out on bail for unrelated theft and drug crimes, with trespassing, felony burglary, and other charges stemming from the night of the break-in.

After initially clearing her husband under Florida’s controversial “stand your ground” law, the police sent the report to the state attorney’s office for final approval.

They charged her husband with attempted murder later that night. For shooting a man in the arm. A man who was breaking into their property and stealing from them. A man who was armed. A man the state arrested for breaking in and stealing from them.

I was there when he turned himself in, and I either caught the flu there or weakened my immune system with the stress to the point that the flu flourished because the next day – election day – I was running a fever of 102.9 F.

A local reporter started falsely claiming I was avoiding her. It wasn’t the first time she lied about me being sick: she insinuated that summer that I was “faking” having COVID, even though I had to submit a positive lab result to the court to delay the initial hearing on the ballot lawsuit. 

I lost the election November 8, 2022. I got myself out of bed, put on a mask, went to the party just to thank everyone for being a part of the campaign, and went straight to the emergency room.

I stayed in bed for the next five days, sick and trying to process all that happened. 

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On December 7, 2022, the state agreed to dismiss its case. The agreement came with a $20,000 price tag and other standard requirements, but the ultimate dismissal of the case felt worth it. Local news falsely reported that I plead guilty - the same local paper that “mistakenly” left me off their 2022 ballot guide months before. Others intentionally cut out parts of the document to remove the part about the case being dismissed. 

A few days later Twitter restored my account. 

I started using my platform more strategically, focusing on debunking disinformation, breaking news about corrupt politicians, and chiseling away at the pro-DeSantis facade online.

Near the end of 2022, I received a leaked copy of a harassment instruction guide assembled by Pushaw and the former supervisor whose job I took at DOH years earlier. It included a list of references to use to attack me - limited to articles by The Daily Mail, National Review, and Marc Caputo. It included different arguments based on the target’s gender and race, and guidance on how to manipulate people who seemed skeptical of their pro-DeSantis attacks.

They had folders for each period of my life - my undergrad and graduate studies, my husband, my kids, my previous jobs, and everything COVID-19 related. They made memes and developed talking points fed by conspiracy theorists on sites like 4Chan.

Seeing the proof of the well-coordinated campaign helps my lawsuit, but it also meant another level of vindication. I had been telling members of the media Pushaw was engaging in coordinated online harassment campaigns, recruiting paid operatives, and dedicating state resources to silence critics. Though a few of them believed me, no one ran the story.

Until January 26, 2023, when The Daily Beast blew the lid off the “secret Twitter army” DeSantis and Pushaw used to stifle dissent and artificially promote the governor online. Though it missed vast swaths of their operations, people finally started paying attention.

Over the next few months, I focused on working on investigative pieces, the podcast, and starting a political movement to oust insurrectionists from Congress in 2024, while also working on the final version of our whistleblower lawsuit and coping with a nation-wide Adderall shortage.

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We filed our lawsuit against the state on March 13, 2023 - three years exactly from the day I launched the state’s dashboard.

One week later, my son was interviewed about memes shared on snapchat. I recorded the police in my home and they chalked it up to “teenager things.”

A few weeks after that, my son was arrested for those memes and messages he received from a friend under a Florida anti-terrorism law that Matt Gaetz should be spending time in prison for breaking, as even jokes and memes are violations.

The case became the most publicized event throughout the first half of 2023 aside from Trump’s indictment. The conspiracy theories ignited online almost instantaneously; my twitter stalkers were furious that despite their efforts I beat them to the punch. I let them hang themselves - they posted selectively edited videos to promote their lies, which I easily shot down because I film everything.

We received public records showing coordination between DeSantis’ press secretary and the state attorney prosecuting my son. People harassed my son relentlessly online, calling him a terrorist, threatening us.

Realizing there was nothing I could do to protect myself or my family, we moved back to Maryland as soon as we found a place.

My son still struggles with the PTSD caused by the repeated attacks and lack of justice. He tried to kill himself recently, and nearly succeeded. He spent two weeks in the pediatric ICU of Children’s National after overdosing. They broke him.

In December of 2023, the state agreed to give Jackson probation for a plea of no contest. Under the state’s broad and vague “anti-terrorism” speech laws, it didn’t matter that he never actually threatened to shoot anyone, or that he didn’t have access to weapons, or any of the facts of the case — it only mattered that someone could “interpret” it as a threat against others.

In September 2024, I was deposed over two days in my lawsuit against the state. That same week, the state of Florida finally dismissed — once and for all — the single charge stemming from the raid on my home in December 2020.

In October 2024, we started deposing officials from the Florida Department of Health.

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Every step of the way, the circus of the events of the last three years became a public spectacle, whether I wanted it to be or not. 

A mix of politics and the usual culprits plaguing modern media yielded disparate versions of who I am across the internet, stretched, molded and reassembled into various iterations of hero and villain. 

In between headlines, the things that never made it into the news - in part because I was silenced on Twitter while others were kept quiet- were equally awful. 

Death threats. A Matt Gaetz employee stalking my son. A poisoning that nearly put me in the hospital. A dedicated troll army spreading disinformation and vile personal attacks with no basis in reality. The Governor rewarding my internet trolls with positions in state government. So much unwanted drama.

All along, I watched the media fumble with covering my story, lending ink and airtime to alt-right blogs, and failing to connect dots that were all but a straight line. Even the media in my favor would inaccurately report the timeline of events and key details.

A champion for the first amendment, I know how difficult and expensive suing the media would be. The closest I came, and am still debating, concerned two news outlets local to my area in Florida - one falsely claiming I plead guilty to a crime and another for publishing my son’s legally-protected photo.

Getting Marc Caputo fired and kicked out of the media circuit for good was one of the few successes I've had in dealing with malicious reporters who fabricate stories for personal and political gain. Caputo infamously fabricated articles falsely claiming my whistleblower complaint had been dismissed (it was not), and engaged in personal attacks that landed him in the office of NBC's ethics board more than once.

While I've learned much about the news industry, the media seems to have learned nothing about taking police reports at face value or questioning government statements - lessons you’d think George Floyd’s case would stick in the newsroom.

There is no glory or gain in going viral when dealing with tragedy. Being a celebrity without wealth or power is completely useless. 

I'm not interested in being a Ben Shapiro type figure, who takes home a large paycheck for spreading division and profiting off hate. I don't promote products or put ads in my podcasts. I even offer the audio for free. 

I had no idea what I was doing when thrust into the spotlight three years ago. 

I wanted to use my newfound celebrity for good, to fight against censorship and disinformation, and hold those who targeted me and my family accountable.

My role as a public figure only ever served one purpose - to educate Americans, and advocate for evidence-driven policy, open data access, and government transparency and accountability. 

I'm not a villain blinded by vengeance, either. The truth conservatives need to confront is that I'd have nothing to be vengeful for if I had not been wronged. I hate DeSantis for what he did to my family, but you must acknowledge that blaming my hatred alone and not the governor's actions that led to it is tantamount to blaming a rape victim for hating here rapist.

I don’t like being called a hero, either. In moments of difficulty I may have acted in ways that people see as heroic, but who we are in fleeting moments isn’t the whole of it. I am depressed, lost and resentful that, after all I went through to save lives, I can’t even get a job. Despite how hard I worked to get my education, I can’t use it. And despite how hard I tried to protect my family, I failed.

The truth exists in the gray matter between these competing narratives.

I'm self aware enough to know my flaws. I'm impulsive. I'm stubborn. I'm somehow still naive about the depravity people are capable of. 

But I'm also highly intelligent, gifted with communication, and, at times, am capable of rising to the challenge against powerful men and impossible odds.

I've lived the worst moments of my life in the lens of a camera.

And I would trade my massive platform and following for my normal life back in heartbeat. If it meant securing my family's safety and getting my life back I would not hesitate to surrender my voice. But I tried that once, and all it did was make everything worse, embolden the liars, and hurt my family.  

They created this monster they fear so much. Now they’re stuck with it.