Hm.
A couple of weeks ago you blog a sympathetic story about getting into a fight with a guy who was making lewd comments to a 16 year-old girl. Plausible and anonymous, it goes without scrutiny. Evenly matched in the alleged fight, and publicized in a more private venue, you got only two responses, but they're supportive.
Then you post a sympathetic story about getting beaten up by an unidentified TMF member.
Very bad if it's a lie, because it then involves and impacts all of us, even if indirectly. The unlikelihood alone raises red flags, but some people reserve judgement to hear more. But, placed under glaring scrutiny, you defend it vehemently until untenable and you fall back to a hastily constructed secondary lie...
...which is the attempted sympathetic "It's not really me, it's this guy who had my computer messing around" lie, which is just plain stupid. Then people really begin to whale on you, because you've totally lost the sympathy in what is clearly two lies.
Then you offer up another sympathetic story. This one is so very sensitive and sympathetic (death of a loved one to cancer), it will, by its very nature, ward off further scrutiny out of respect... ...but not sympathy.
In the end, you have shown us you know how to make a sympathetic story, but you've lost all sympathy in the process.
As an honest person who likes to offer others the benefit of the doubt, you have insulted me. As a person who actually has lost a loved one to cancer, if it turns out this last turn of yours is dishonest, I am doubly insulted.
I'd have sooner believed you were the younger brother of Paul Rust, the comedian playing opposite Hayden Panettiere in this summer's "I Love You, Beth Cooper", as you bare a rather impressive resemblance (your nose is just a touch broader, your eyes brown and your hairline less receded):
Lesson: When a total stranger can make more believable fictions about your life than you can, you'd better get out of the business.
Given the fact that you've taken down your pictures, though, I suspect you'll be doing a disappearing act, and perhaps even establish a new ID so you don't have to ride out the consequences of becoming as... ...
noticed as you desired.