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TIFU by not realising my personal Facebook account was linked on my spicy content page

Throwaway account because I don't want anything linked back to my personals ๐Ÿ˜ฉ

I have a second reddit account where I post some spicy content, and I use Redgifs to host the photos and short videos to be able to share to reddit.

I've been really careful with not linking any of my personal socials to the spicy pages, and I never show my face etc. Well, I THOUGHT I was careful.

The last couple of days I've been recording a fair bit of content, and have spent the morning today editing and uploading. Thought I'd check what my RG profile looked like, and whether the extra links were up to date (link back to reddit, and to PH).

WELL. There wasn't any link to reddit. BUT THERE WAS TO MY PERSONAL FACEBOOK PROFILE ๐Ÿซ 

I honestly have no idea how it got on there. I mean, I must've done it myself, right? But why? Who the heck knows.... Luckily my profile is completely locked down if you're not my friend, but now I'm super paranoid that someone will have seen and followed the link to even find my full name. Do I delete everything and go live in a bunker somewhere just to be on the safe side? ๐Ÿ˜†๐Ÿ˜ฉ๐Ÿซ ๐Ÿ˜ญ

TL;DR TIFU by accidentally linking my personal Facebook profile on my spicy content page, where all of my vids are anonymous.

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