The fact that they deleted him and his girlfriend again is absolutely outrageous and because our community is so close and we dont have any recourse for something like this it sucks sooo much!! What happens to one of us here can happen to all!! And its so upsetting to me!! There are so many comments here that show how we are all united!! Even those who didnt know Pelle or his girlfriend have been greatly moved its sooo beautiful to see!! Its also heartbreaking to lose such strong supportera who were so kind and generous with their influence deleted and erased from here...
i have less than 100 subscribers but this happened to me over the weekend and it was horrible. i’d been loving writing on here so much and was posting every other day, seeing my numbers rise. substack claims to take 2 business weeks to get back to you (fortunately i got mine back after 48 hours) but it feels scary in the moment. i’d never had a social media account been taken from me and i really didn’t expect substack to be the first. it’s definitely made me feel a bit deflated returning to my regular posting, like i don’t want it to affect me but something just feels off
Em, I’m so sorry you had to go through that too. It is terrifying, especially when you’ve finally found a rhythm, a joy in posting, and then suddenly it’s just... gone. Even if it comes back, that moment of being cut off sticks with you.
I get what you mean about feeling off. The trust gets shaken a little, the joy dimmed around the edges. But I want you to know your voice matters, and so does your return. You’re not just posting into the void, you’re part of something quietly powerful here. I’m really glad you’re back.
And I hope, with time, that spark finds you again, maybe softer, maybe warier, but no less real.
This is so beautiful what you did. It shows it is something real what is happening on the platform. Real bonds and connections. Hearts touched. Care and support. Actions like this give me hope for our world. Real genuine people. I actually found you through Pelle :) You are both incredible addition to the Substack and you are both held by many, even when something so horrible like this happens. We are in this together. I am glad he is back 💜
This means so much, truly. I’ve felt overwhelmed, in the best way, by how many people have reached out not just to say “this matters,” but to show up with open hearts. You’re right… something real is happening here. Real connection, real care, real community.
I’m honored you found me through Pelle. He and I are walking this road with deep mutual respect, and I’m so, so grateful he’s back too. The outpouring from folks like you reminds me why we stay. Why we keep writing. Why we keep holding each other up.
It would seem his new account was deleted as well. No idea why. I am trying to see what if anything we might do. I am heartbroken and they are devastated. This is just awful. I will keep you all up to date and post something on it as soon as I know more.
That means more than you know, Noga. Thank you for seeing the care behind the words. This one came from a deep, unsettled place, but it’s in moments like this that connection becomes everything. I’m grateful we get to do this together.
Thank you for saying this, Vanessa. You didn’t have to know him for this to feel wrong, because it was wrong. It’s the kind of erasure that echoes, not just for the person it happens to, but for all of us who dare to write from the heart. I hope he wins his appeal too. And even more than that, I hope the platform remembers why we’re here in the first place, to share truth, not silence it.
This is just horrible. He has the spirit of an angel. I have contacted him and thank you so much for posting this. Had I lost track of him, it would have been a tragedy.
Thank you for this, truly. You’re right, Pelle’s presence is rare. Gentle. Uplifting. The kind that reaches quietly and makes people feel held without ever asking for anything in return.
I’m so glad you found him again.
And I’m even more grateful to tell you: he’s back.
The community remembered him. Reached. Held on.
Thank you for being part of that remembering. For helping him know how deeply he was, and is, missed.
Reading this was heartbreaking, I didn't know Pelle but just recently he followed me, made me feel seen like I had finally found my place in this community, he is such an amazing person and creator who makes space for everyone, including a stranger like me. I sure do hope he comes back!
Thank you for sharing this. Your words carry the ache that so many of us felt, Pelle has a way of making people feel held, even when you’ve only just arrived. That ability to see others without needing anything in return… it’s rare. Sacred, even.
And I’m so glad to tell you: he’s back.
The community remembered him. Reached out. Made space.
This safe space on SS feels vulnerable after reading this. It hurts that he seems to be an encourager. No agenda.
I'm under the same situation w F B. No explanation. One appeal no one has responded to. For writing, oh well. For connection, I lead a group of women and that's how we keep ladies informed.
The lack of access is maddening.
My heart goes out to Pelle. May his return be immediate and warmly welcomed.
Thank you for this. I can feel the ache in your words, and I’m so sorry you’re facing something similar. That kind of unexplained erasure doesn’t just block content, it severs trust. And when your work is about connection and care, it cuts especially deep.
You’re right, Pelle is one of those rare, generous presences. No agenda. Just encouragement. And I’m grateful to tell you… he’s back.
The community rallied. We remembered him together.
Thank you for holding space for him, and for sharing your own story. You’re not alone in this. And the connection you offer your community matters more than these systems often know how to recognize.
They make so many rules for us to follow like we’re circus animals performing tricks. One “wrong” move and the algorithm cracks its circus-master whip to keep us in line.
That image, the circus-master whip, landed hard and true. That’s exactly what it felt like. Like we were expected to balance grief on a tightrope while smiling for the algorithm.
I’m grateful beyond words for this community’s response. The outpouring of support didn’t just help bring Pelle back, it reminded all of us that we’re not performers in someone else’s tent. We’re people with presence and memory and connection that can’t be reduced to metrics.
Thank you for holding space for the underside, the unsaid, the unruly, and the real.
Thank you for writing this and being a bridge to help Pelle rebuild his community.
This is scary, and I cannot imagine how heartbreaking it feels. But that is the force of the community he built - It is here, to help pick up the pieces and put it back together ❤️
Thank you so much. This means more than I can say.
You’re absolutely right, the fact that so many of us felt it when Pelle vanished, and showed up to carry pieces back to him, says everything about what he created. And what we’re all quietly creating together.
This is scary, because it reveals how fragile it all can be. But it also showed something stronger: that memory is more powerful than erasure, and connection doesn’t vanish when a screen goes dark.
Thank you for being one of the ones who helps hold the light.
Thank you for this beautiful reflection. You’re so right, the suddenness is what breaks us open. It’s not just about one writer disappearing… it’s about how it reminds all of us how fragile these spaces can feel.
I’m so glad you found Pelle’s work when you did—because he’s back.
The community rallied, remembered, and helped bring him home.
He’s publishing under Poetry (and more) from Pelle, and still writing with that same raw, luminous depth.
You’re not alone in trying to get your bearings here. And comments like yours are part of what makes this place feel like a community, not just a platform.
I have definitely found several great writers here through the community Pelle was building. So glad to see such support for a fellow writer and prayers that he will be able to build back. We need those kind of voices more than ever.
Pelle’s space was one of those rare ones where voices didn’t just post… they wove. And to see those threads being remembered, even now, means everything.
You’re right, we do need voices like his. And we need readers like you who notice, who show up, and who remind us that the web we’re building is still alive.
This shook me—not just because of what happened to Pelle, but because of what it says about how fragile trust is in the spaces we’re trying to build.
Pelle didn’t just write; he wove. He turned comment threads into connective tissue and believed, like many of us do, that writing is more than content—it’s presence. When someone like that disappears overnight, it isn’t just a personal loss. It’s structural. It reveals how quickly sincerity can be misread by systems designed to detect spam, not humanity.
Substack has been a refuge for so many of us who write from the underside—grief, joy, recovery, resistance. But a system that removes a voice like Pelle’s without conversation fractures that trust. Erasure without due process is not protection—it’s harm.
We need spaces that discern, not just detect. That understand the difference between marketing and mutuality. Between spam and solidarity.
We hold space for Pelle—and for all those quietly doing the work of building something beautiful. You’re not invisible. You’re seen. And we remember.
You didn’t just read Erased, you held it. And you carried it further, into something deeply needed. This line will echo in me for a long time:
“We need spaces that discern, not just detect.”
Yes. Yes. Yes.
You named something I’ve been wrestling with for weeks, how easily sincerity gets misread in systems that scan for compliance instead of context. Pelle was connective tissue. So many of us are. And you’re right: when someone like that vanishes, it doesn’t just sting, it weakens the very web we’re trying to weave.
Thank you for showing up like this. For writing with clarity and care. You reminded me why I stayed.
You’re exactly right, when one thread is pulled, the whole mesh feels it. And while I may be wrapped in a robe, I’m just doing what any of us would when someone we care about disappears without reason, lighting a lantern and refusing to look away.
The fact that they deleted him and his girlfriend again is absolutely outrageous and because our community is so close and we dont have any recourse for something like this it sucks sooo much!! What happens to one of us here can happen to all!! And its so upsetting to me!! There are so many comments here that show how we are all united!! Even those who didnt know Pelle or his girlfriend have been greatly moved its sooo beautiful to see!! Its also heartbreaking to lose such strong supportera who were so kind and generous with their influence deleted and erased from here...
Agreed, it is very sad and quite disconcerting.
Stay entangled, my friend.
—Robes
i have less than 100 subscribers but this happened to me over the weekend and it was horrible. i’d been loving writing on here so much and was posting every other day, seeing my numbers rise. substack claims to take 2 business weeks to get back to you (fortunately i got mine back after 48 hours) but it feels scary in the moment. i’d never had a social media account been taken from me and i really didn’t expect substack to be the first. it’s definitely made me feel a bit deflated returning to my regular posting, like i don’t want it to affect me but something just feels off
Em, I’m so sorry you had to go through that too. It is terrifying, especially when you’ve finally found a rhythm, a joy in posting, and then suddenly it’s just... gone. Even if it comes back, that moment of being cut off sticks with you.
I get what you mean about feeling off. The trust gets shaken a little, the joy dimmed around the edges. But I want you to know your voice matters, and so does your return. You’re not just posting into the void, you’re part of something quietly powerful here. I’m really glad you’re back.
And I hope, with time, that spark finds you again, maybe softer, maybe warier, but no less real.
Stay entangled, my friend.
—The Bathrobe Guy
lovely words, thanks so much!
This is so beautiful what you did. It shows it is something real what is happening on the platform. Real bonds and connections. Hearts touched. Care and support. Actions like this give me hope for our world. Real genuine people. I actually found you through Pelle :) You are both incredible addition to the Substack and you are both held by many, even when something so horrible like this happens. We are in this together. I am glad he is back 💜
This means so much, truly. I’ve felt overwhelmed, in the best way, by how many people have reached out not just to say “this matters,” but to show up with open hearts. You’re right… something real is happening here. Real connection, real care, real community.
I’m honored you found me through Pelle. He and I are walking this road with deep mutual respect, and I’m so, so grateful he’s back too. The outpouring from folks like you reminds me why we stay. Why we keep writing. Why we keep holding each other up.
Thank you for being part of this.
Stay entangled, my friend.
—The Bathrobe Guy
💚
Is it possible that they blocked him again? It doesn't open his profile :o
It would seem his new account was deleted as well. No idea why. I am trying to see what if anything we might do. I am heartbroken and they are devastated. This is just awful. I will keep you all up to date and post something on it as soon as I know more.
Stay entangled, my friend.
—The Bathrobe Guy
Thank you for letting me know. I can imagine how it must feel :/ yes please, keep us posted.
I don't know. I am having the same problem. I am looking into to it now. I will keep you all updated.
Stay entangled, my friend.
—The Bathrobe Guy
I was flabbergasted. Sad. Pelle was a voice that gently touched and made substack a great place to be. Glad to see him back.
Thanks, Brenda. It was a shock to us all. So wonderful to have him back,
Stay entangled, my friend.
—Robes
Thank you for what you do with so much care.
That means more than you know, Noga. Thank you for seeing the care behind the words. This one came from a deep, unsettled place, but it’s in moments like this that connection becomes everything. I’m grateful we get to do this together.
Stay entangled, my friend.
—The Bathrobe Guy
It shows and felt. And appreciated by us who care with you.
Connection IS everything 👐
Where Pelle disappeared again? 🥺 have an idea?
Yes, the second account was banned as well. Not exactly sure why. I do know he will not be back. Sorry I don't have more Information.
Stay entangled, my friend.
—The Bathrobe Guy
that is so so sad. thanks for sharing.
can you please give me his email if its ok with him?
He was one of the first to find me on here. I hadn't recognized his absence yet. What a horrible story. Thank you for sharing it.
Thanks, so much. It was my pleasure. Pelle is an amazing presence and an amazing writer as well.
Stay entangled, my friend.
—The Bathrobe Guy
Scary. Very scary. I don't know him at all, never read his work. But you're right, it shouldn't happen this way. I hope he wins his appeal.
Thank you for saying this, Vanessa. You didn’t have to know him for this to feel wrong, because it was wrong. It’s the kind of erasure that echoes, not just for the person it happens to, but for all of us who dare to write from the heart. I hope he wins his appeal too. And even more than that, I hope the platform remembers why we’re here in the first place, to share truth, not silence it.
Pelle is back and you can find him at: https://substack.com/@poetryfrompelle
Stay entangled, my friend.
—Robes
I just subscribed to their newsletter. Glad they’re back. :) Does this erasure thing happen with some regularity on Substack?
Awesome, Vanessa. Thank you so much. It happens more than it should, it would seem.
Stay entangled, my friend.
—Robes
This is just horrible. He has the spirit of an angel. I have contacted him and thank you so much for posting this. Had I lost track of him, it would have been a tragedy.
Laney,
Thank you for this, truly. You’re right, Pelle’s presence is rare. Gentle. Uplifting. The kind that reaches quietly and makes people feel held without ever asking for anything in return.
I’m so glad you found him again.
And I’m even more grateful to tell you: he’s back.
The community remembered him. Reached. Held on.
Thank you for being part of that remembering. For helping him know how deeply he was, and is, missed.
Stay entangled, my friend.
—The Bathrobe Guy
And thank you so much for all of your posts for Pelle!
Thanks so much Bathrobe Guy! Love your name!
Thanks, Laney. I'm am glad you like it. LOL. And it is my pleasure.
Stay entangled, my friend.
—The Bathrobe Guy
Reading this was heartbreaking, I didn't know Pelle but just recently he followed me, made me feel seen like I had finally found my place in this community, he is such an amazing person and creator who makes space for everyone, including a stranger like me. I sure do hope he comes back!
Kigen,
Thank you for sharing this. Your words carry the ache that so many of us felt, Pelle has a way of making people feel held, even when you’ve only just arrived. That ability to see others without needing anything in return… it’s rare. Sacred, even.
And I’m so glad to tell you: he’s back.
The community remembered him. Reached out. Made space.
You can find him again right here:
https://substack.com/@poetryfrompelle
The light he gave you wasn’t imagined. It was real. And now it’s rekindled.
Stay entangled, my friend.
—The Bathrobe Guy
This safe space on SS feels vulnerable after reading this. It hurts that he seems to be an encourager. No agenda.
I'm under the same situation w F B. No explanation. One appeal no one has responded to. For writing, oh well. For connection, I lead a group of women and that's how we keep ladies informed.
The lack of access is maddening.
My heart goes out to Pelle. May his return be immediate and warmly welcomed.
Julie,
Thank you for this. I can feel the ache in your words, and I’m so sorry you’re facing something similar. That kind of unexplained erasure doesn’t just block content, it severs trust. And when your work is about connection and care, it cuts especially deep.
You’re right, Pelle is one of those rare, generous presences. No agenda. Just encouragement. And I’m grateful to tell you… he’s back.
The community rallied. We remembered him together.
You can find him here: https://substack.com/@poetryfrompelle
Thank you for holding space for him, and for sharing your own story. You’re not alone in this. And the connection you offer your community matters more than these systems often know how to recognize.
Stay entangled, my friend.
—The Bathrobe Guy
They make so many rules for us to follow like we’re circus animals performing tricks. One “wrong” move and the algorithm cracks its circus-master whip to keep us in line.
Glad you’re back and people are supporting you.
Michael,
That image, the circus-master whip, landed hard and true. That’s exactly what it felt like. Like we were expected to balance grief on a tightrope while smiling for the algorithm.
I’m grateful beyond words for this community’s response. The outpouring of support didn’t just help bring Pelle back, it reminded all of us that we’re not performers in someone else’s tent. We’re people with presence and memory and connection that can’t be reduced to metrics.
Thank you for holding space for the underside, the unsaid, the unruly, and the real.
Stay entangled, my friend.
—The Bathrobe Guy
Thank you for writing this and being a bridge to help Pelle rebuild his community.
This is scary, and I cannot imagine how heartbreaking it feels. But that is the force of the community he built - It is here, to help pick up the pieces and put it back together ❤️
Gabriela,
Thank you so much. This means more than I can say.
You’re absolutely right, the fact that so many of us felt it when Pelle vanished, and showed up to carry pieces back to him, says everything about what he created. And what we’re all quietly creating together.
This is scary, because it reveals how fragile it all can be. But it also showed something stronger: that memory is more powerful than erasure, and connection doesn’t vanish when a screen goes dark.
Thank you for being one of the ones who helps hold the light.
Stay entangled, my friend.
—The Bathrobe Guy
Sorry to hear this. You’ve written this so beautifully.
If Pelle didn’t violate any of the guidelines and regulations then he will be back.
It’s the sudden erasure that makes us realize how dispensable we all are.
Thank you for sharing this. I had only discovered Pelle a couple of weeks ago. And still trying to get a handle on being here.
Alegria,
Thank you for this beautiful reflection. You’re so right, the suddenness is what breaks us open. It’s not just about one writer disappearing… it’s about how it reminds all of us how fragile these spaces can feel.
I’m so glad you found Pelle’s work when you did—because he’s back.
The community rallied, remembered, and helped bring him home.
You can find him again here: https://substack.com/@poetryfrompelle
He’s publishing under Poetry (and more) from Pelle, and still writing with that same raw, luminous depth.
You’re not alone in trying to get your bearings here. And comments like yours are part of what makes this place feel like a community, not just a platform.
Stay entangled, my friend.
—The Bathrobe Guy
I have definitely found several great writers here through the community Pelle was building. So glad to see such support for a fellow writer and prayers that he will be able to build back. We need those kind of voices more than ever.
Craig,
Thank you for this, truly.
Pelle’s space was one of those rare ones where voices didn’t just post… they wove. And to see those threads being remembered, even now, means everything.
You’re right, we do need voices like his. And we need readers like you who notice, who show up, and who remind us that the web we’re building is still alive.
Grateful to be entangled with you, my friend.
—The Bathrobe Guy
This shook me—not just because of what happened to Pelle, but because of what it says about how fragile trust is in the spaces we’re trying to build.
Pelle didn’t just write; he wove. He turned comment threads into connective tissue and believed, like many of us do, that writing is more than content—it’s presence. When someone like that disappears overnight, it isn’t just a personal loss. It’s structural. It reveals how quickly sincerity can be misread by systems designed to detect spam, not humanity.
Substack has been a refuge for so many of us who write from the underside—grief, joy, recovery, resistance. But a system that removes a voice like Pelle’s without conversation fractures that trust. Erasure without due process is not protection—it’s harm.
We need spaces that discern, not just detect. That understand the difference between marketing and mutuality. Between spam and solidarity.
We hold space for Pelle—and for all those quietly doing the work of building something beautiful. You’re not invisible. You’re seen. And we remember.
#RobReads
robdawson.uk
#DigitalSanctuary #WritersAreHuman #PresenceIsNotSpam #WeRememberPelle
This brought me to stillness.
You didn’t just read Erased, you held it. And you carried it further, into something deeply needed. This line will echo in me for a long time:
“We need spaces that discern, not just detect.”
Yes. Yes. Yes.
You named something I’ve been wrestling with for weeks, how easily sincerity gets misread in systems that scan for compliance instead of context. Pelle was connective tissue. So many of us are. And you’re right: when someone like that vanishes, it doesn’t just sting, it weakens the very web we’re trying to weave.
Thank you for showing up like this. For writing with clarity and care. You reminded me why I stayed.
Stay entangled, my friend.
—The Bathrobe Guy
I don't pretend to understand why and how. But we are a community and what impacts one affects all.
I once again bow to the obvious character of the robed warrior, for defending one who deserves to be treated with dignity..
And by the way, thank you 🧡💥
Linda… thank you. That means more than I can say.
You’re exactly right, when one thread is pulled, the whole mesh feels it. And while I may be wrapped in a robe, I’m just doing what any of us would when someone we care about disappears without reason, lighting a lantern and refusing to look away.
This is what community looks like.
This is what you just embodied with this message.
Stay entangled, my friend.
—Robes