The heavy wooden doors parted in front of me and I walked into a United States Senate hearing room as if on autopilot. I was running on maybe 412 hours of sleep and with each step felt like I was walking through mud, forcing myself forward. If you had sat Jeff Horwitz, Wall Street Journal technology reporter, and me down on my last day at Facebook and proposed so much as the idea, the possibility, that 412 months later I would be walking into a Senate hearing to testify about what was really going on at the company, that I would be “coming out” publicly as the whistleblower, we would have been horrified. “Absolutely not,” I would have said. But now I was sitting at a table, the senators arrayed in front of me, without him.
Jeff had become my most consistent friend for the previous nine months. Others had provided support off and on, as I had moved between different COVID‑19 housing permutations, but Jeff had been a constant. He was my rock. He had believed me when I felt alone at Facebook. He had given me the support to follow my conscience and been the best collaborator I could have had throughout it all.
The committee was called to session and went by in a blur. The chairs read opening statements, and then I read mine. After the obligatory opening statements, I launched into the heart of the matter: “My name is Frances Haugen. I used to work at Facebook and joined because I think Facebook has the potential to bring out the best in us. But I am here today because I...
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