Almost Lost You! What I Learned From Nearly Deleting My Substack
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By Shaman Isis
Spiritual Teacher | Consciousness Advocate | Lover of Divine Truth
There are few phrases more chilling in modern life than:
“We can’t find your account.”
Especially when the account in question contains your writing, your community, your archives, and, let’s be honest, a nontrivial chunk of your digital soul.
A few weeks ago, I nearly lost my entire Substack.
Not because of hackers.
Not because of drama.
Not because of anything remotely exciting.
No.
Because I updated my email address.
At 5AM.
Let’s pause here for Lesson #1:
Do not make major technical changes to a large newsletter while your brain is still buffering.
Somewhere between that innocent update and my next login attempt, my Substack apparently slipped into a parallel universe. Support couldn’t find it. I couldn’t access it. I missed several weeks of newsletters because… well… I didn’t technically exist.
I contacted Substack support. Then again. Then again.
Eventually I was told, politely, calmly, devastatingly, that the account was lost and I would need to start over.
Start. Over.
New list.
New archive.
New everything.
This is usually the moment where past-me would have:
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spiraled
gotten furious
blamed technology, capitalism, the patriarchy, Mercury retrograde
possibly thrown an object (or five)
Because tech issues?
They’ve always been one of my biggest triggers.
But something… weird happened.
I didn’t freak out.
I noticed the urge to panic, and then it just… didn’t take over.
Instead, I went into solution mode.
I started thinking:
Okay. If this really is gone, what’s the upside? What’s the pivot? What’s the next creative container?
I even explored other “community-building” platforms. Discord. New tools. New ecosystems.
And honestly?
They all felt… loud. Fragmented. Unappealing.
I didn’t want to rebuild just to rebuild.
I wanted my space back.
So I did one more thing :
I didn’t accept the first few “no’s.”
I went back to support one last time and asked them to look again.
And then, like a minor miracle or a very well-hidden file—
They found it.
My Substack was not lost.
It was merely… misplaced.
Cue relief. Gratitude. And a quiet laugh at the absurdity of the whole thing.
But here’s the part that stayed with me:
The real win wasn’t getting the newsletter back.
The real win was realizing how much I’ve grown.
I didn’t lose my nervous system.
I didn’t let frustration hijack me.
I didn’t collapse into helplessness or rage.
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I stayed curious.
I stayed grounded.
I stayed creative.
What used to be a full-blown trigger is now… information.
And that’s how you know something has truly healed, not when the challenge disappears, but when your response changes.
So yes, I learned:
Don’t make important tech changes at 5AM. Ever.
Don’t assume the first answer is the final answer.
Growth sometimes looks very unglamorous, like calmly dealing with a missing newsletter instead of throwing your phone across the room.
And maybe most importantly:
Nothing that’s truly aligned for you disappears that easily.
Sometimes it just gets lost for a moment—so you can notice who you’ve become while you’re looking for it.
With love,
Shaman Isis
