My name is Ryan. I have been desperately trying to recover my Bitcoin because I have no income right now. I need it because I lost a good union job for trying to stand up for my rights not to be harassed for seeking medical treatment after getting hurt on the job. It’s a long story. I dropped a 100 lb pipe on my leg, and was told to just put my leg up and relax for the day. My calf was split open and you could see the white tissue in my leg. I demanded to be brought to the hospital. And that set a chain of events that ultimately led me to loose my career in the union. The contractor didn’t want me to seek medical treatment because of incident reports. When someone gets injured on the job they have to report it. If they have too many incidents then large companies will not allow them to do work for them for insurance purposes. So, because I didn’t comply I was used as an example of what will happen if you get hurt and get medical attention. I was first called a b$&ch, punk, and ever other term. Then everyone turned those back on me, and one co-worker tried to assault me. When I went to my union rep about everything it was spread and made everything much worse. Now, I was a rat, and was subject to harassment from the whole job site ( a couple thousand). This was not a small project, and big money was to be gained or lost. I spent months trying to get help all the way up the ladder, but each step made things worse, until I was laid off because I was being harassed, and the company couldn’t verify it. (they were asking the same people harassing me if I was being harrased, and they knew it. I was just made a mockery of). After that they spread the word to other companies and I was laid off from two other companies after about two weeks. They had successfully destroyed my name as a great worker and my career period. I put up with this for six months, and I was depressed, I missed a couple days of school and that was all they needed. I was put in front of an apprenticeship committee where they terminated my apprenticeship. On that committee was one rep from each company I worked for. The main company I worked for had a rep from another company at the job site where everything happened. I was made a complete mockery of. Every law that is supposed to protect workers was broken. People in power flexed their muscle and my career was ruined. I don’t even think the people I worked with got the irony of ostracizing me for the contractor, because I told on a brother. The brother was was messing with me because of his friend the superintendent, and even though the superintendent is technically a union member he literally does what the contractor tells him. The whole thing ws tramatizing. Now I’m left with no job, and an unemployment check that doesn’t even cover my bills let alone let me eat. All that is why I’m desperately trying to recover my Bitcoin.
In 2009, I was a computer tech and was involved in the latest technology. I read about this online currency that would allow people to make purchases online anonymously. It was called Bitcoin. I thought it was a great idea, so I set my computer up to mine new coins. Back then it could be done on a PC. The first 30 days I mined, I generated 30 BTC. After about six more months I had 63.xxx BTC and saw that it was becoming so difficult for a PC that I stopped running it and saved my wallet on my PC. I remember thinking that if this is gonna be as big as Im hoping I need to hide my wallet. I renamed it and buried it in the windows directory where it would be passed right over if anyone was looking. Then some things happened in my life that have haunted me since. I messed up , bad. I was struggling with addiction and made some serious mistakes. I didn’t hurt anyone, but I ended up going away for nine years. During that time I struggled with addiction and societies view of people who are. I got into a college program and studied for my second degree while away. I came to terms with my addiction while away and in school. For me it took risking my life just to use. I was taking stuff from murderers without the ability to pay. After doing that time and time again with God walking with me the whole time I finally had that moment where I didn’t want to risk my life anymore. I pray other people have that moment to help them overcome third Demons. Anyway, while away, I watched as Bitcoin rose in price.
When the value of my coins were worth $30,000, I got my brother on the phone. It wasn’t easy, you can’t just pick up your cell, and he didn’t speak to me because according to him how sad it made him to think about me being in there. I wasn’t a criminal, and I have a good heart. I can never turn down someone I love, even when I know they are taking advantage of that very fact. So I finally get him on the phone extatic! I tell him that I need him to hold my computer for me no matter what happens. This is like 2012, or 13. I have a lot of money on it and I need it when I get out to start my life over. He is skeptical about what I’m telling him and keeps asking questions. I tell him about the BTC I mined and how I hid it on the computer. He finally agrees. Some time later I talk to him and he tells me that there is no Bitcoin on the computer and he’s not gonna hold on to it. I scream at him to hold out for me, I hid it for a reason. He tells me our cousin was looking and couldn’t find it. I ask him to just please hold it. Fast forward. I’m getting out.
My mother and brother come to get me after 7 years 2 months 2 weeks. On the ride home, I ask my brother where my computer is. It’s now worth over a million dollars. His answer still baffles me today, he says, “forget about the computer. It’s gone, just forget about it”. I don’t let it go were talking about someone who struggled their whole life with poverty. We argue for a while, and I just can’t believe what he is saying. He basically tells me he didn’t believe me and never thought twice about doing what I asked him. To this day I don’t know what to believe. He either thought so little of me that he couldn’t do a favor for me, or it,s gone because I told them how to find it and they figured I was away so who cares. I can’t believe he would do something like that to me, but he never really fit the bond I thought brothes should have.
So, here I am, my Bitcoin is driving me crazy. I’m trying everything I can think of to remember something that will help me get it back. I pray that someone who is a tech genius will know of a way I can recover my old wallet. I tried my old email addresses but they dump the contents after a period of inactivity. I’m alone in Richmond because I wanted to start over fresh. And I don’t know what to do. I think about how I really missed a million dollars, and it hurts more and more the less I have. I am an honest person, my choice to be honest here is because it’s who I am. I’m just hoping that you see it from my perspective, how hard I’m trying to do the right thing. I paid my price for what I did. Human judgement keeps me from doing what I love, and using my Tech degrees. I can use money for a list of things, student loans, bills, food, mainly to relieve the stress that comes with being in need. It effects me bad, when I was a kid my mother always ran out of money and food every month, and I usually starved 3 to 6 days a month. Being in that position as an adult brings back the hopeless and powerless feelings and does something to me. It clouds my thinking, where I can’t even see they obvious. I would love to have the security and stability of having the money to think straight and get back to doing what I love, working on technology. New or old it doesn’t matter. I love the process of getting things to work, the trial and error, and the satisfaction of achieving the goal that I set out to accomplish.God bless you for even reading all of this.
Thank you for helping me.