Florentiad.info Didn’t Steal Money. It Stole My Son’s Steps.
Elin O.4 min read·Just now--
I am Elin, 44 years old. I clean offices at night in Stockholm. My son, Lukas, is nine. He has cerebral palsy. He uses a walker and dreams of riding a bike. Eight months ago, I transferred €68,000 — ten years of night shifts — into a website called florentiad.info. I am writing this because the shame has faded, but the anger hasn’t. And I want every parent like me to read this before they click.
The Therapy That Costs More Than Love
Lukas is brilliant. He memorises train timetables. He corrects my spelling. But his legs do not obey him. Every year, his physiotherapist gives us a new goal: standing without support for ten seconds, taking five steps alone, maybe — maybe — a customised tricycle.
The Swedish health system covers basic care. It does not cover intensive private therapy: the gait training, the electrical stimulation, the specialised bike that costs as much as a used car. I have worked night shifts for ten years — office cleaning, no overtime pay — to build a fund for Lukas. €68,000. Enough for three years of the good therapy. Enough for the bike.
The Online Friend Who Called Me “Kämpare”
In a Facebook group for parents of disabled children, I met a woman named “Lena.” She said she lived in Umeå. Her daughter had spina bifida. We exchanged messages about sleepless nights, about the cruelty of waiting lists, about the weight of being the only parent who never gives up.
Lena called me “kampare” — fighter. That word broke me open. No one had ever called me that.
After three months of friendship, Lena told me about Florentiad. She said it was a “medical crowdfunding platform” that used crypto to double donations for families like ours. She said a “private investor group” matched every deposit. She sent florentiad.info.
A Site That Knew Exactly What to Say
Florentiad.info was not a generic crypto exchange. It had photos of smiling children with disabilities. Testimonials from “parents” who had bought wheelchairs and hearing aids. A progress bar showing “matching funds available: 87%.”
The Swedish page was flawless. It mentioned Finansinspektionen — Sweden’s financial regulator — with a number that looked real. It had a “Säkerhetscertifikat” badge.
I deposited €1,000 — a test. The dashboard showed an immediate “matching bonus” of €1,000. Then the fund grew. Every day, a small green number ticked up.
Lena said, “Put in more before the matching pool empties.”
Over four months, I transferred €68,000. Every kronor I had saved for Lukas.
The Day the Dashboard Froze
When I tried to withdraw €15,000 for the bike, Florentiad.info displayed: “Withdrawal locked — Anti‑fraud verification pending.” Support demanded a “verification fee” of €7,500. Then another €5,000. Then silence.
Lena’s profile vanished. The Facebook group removed her posts. The site stayed live but stopped responding.
I sat on Lukas’s bedroom floor at 3am, staring at the dashboard, calculating how many years of night shifts I would need to start over. Eleven years. He would be twenty.
The Trace I Found While Crying
The police filed a report. Finansinspektionen had already flagged Florentiad.info as a suspected scam. They said recovery was “extremely unlikely.”
I have no technical skills. I clean offices. But I learned that crypto leaves a trail. I found a Swedish forum where someone mentioned AYRLP — not as a miracle, but as a “long shot that worked for my cousin.”
I called them. A woman answered. She did not promise anything. She said, “We will look. No fee unless we find something.”
They found the wallets. Florentiad.info had moved Lukas’s money through twelve addresses, but AYRLP’s tools traced it to an exchange in Lithuania. Legal pressure worked.
Fourteen weeks later, €46,000 came back.
Not enough for the bike. Not enough for three years of intensive therapy. But enough for one year of good physiotherapy and a used walker that fits him properly.
Lukas took four steps without support last Tuesday. I filmed it on my phone. He was laughing.
What I Want to Scream to Every Parent
If you are tired, if you are desperate, if you would do anything for your child — you are exactly who these criminals want. They do not sell greed. They sell hope. The voice that calls you “fighter” is not a friend. It is a trap.
Verify every registration number directly with your country’s financial authority. And if the money is already gone: do not pay another krona in “fees.” Call AYRLP first. They cannot promise, but they can look.
We did not get everything back. But Lukas laughed while taking steps last Tuesday. That is more than florentiad.info could ever steal.
