Vienna Dalia: The Rebel With A Cause 🌿💻\n\n"I was a ghost in the machine—until I became its conscience." \n\nLet’s start at the beginning. A 20-something tech addict—keeping my little world spinning on caffeine and chaos. Dying my hair to not look dead, mind foggy, and soul gone to the algorithm. I was good at being another cog in the digital machine—until all of a sudden my body decided enough is enough. The migraines were chronic. The panic attacks were shocking. My neck was cracking and popping like a malfunctioning robot. The machine failed me, and I was finished being a victim. \n\nSo I burned it down. \n\nI quit my job in Silicon Valley (the one with free kombucha and the industry-enhanced existential crisis). I detached from tech toxicity (even you, doomscrolling)—and I had an other than average tech journey back to myself, like an open-source project. Ethical tech is not just my occupation, it is my emancipation. I hack corporate surveillance. I teach you how to flirt with your phone again—rather than let it fuck with your mental health. And I do it all while wearing leather pants, because liberation should look expensive. \n\nThe Google machine? Now, I am a cyber-witch casting spells between code and consciousness. My life is a lab: biohacking my cortisol levels, dancing with neural diversity, and curating a world where technology works for us, not the other way around. Spoiler alert: It involves spacious Himalayan salt lamps, some boundary-setting, and occasional screaming into the void (highly recommend). \n\nSo, come along. Or don't. But if you are tired of being a data point in someone else's profit margin—let's go rogue together. 🔥✨