I was doing the numbers everyone chases. Real revenue. Real growth. Real momentum.
Then someone found my home address and posted it publicly. It was pulled straight from my state business filing — the one I submitted myself, thinking it was just a legal formality.
It wasn't a formality. It was a target.
My name. My street. My city. It was all public record. Available to every customer, every competitor, and every internet stranger who ever had a problem with me.
The calls started immediately. Solicitors. Scammers posing as the IRS. People who had no business having my number, calling my personal phone because my data was sitting in a database anyone could search.
I had built something real. But I had zero protection.


