Coming back onto tumblr as my main social media site and realizing how bad the fast-paced algorithm-driven nature of all the other big social media sites was for my mental health. How the constant need to create new things and post new posts was sending me to the brink of quitting being online because I couldn’t keep up. How everyone could reach me at any time and how that was driving me to the brink of walking into the woods and becoming a swamp witch who came into town once a month to go to get more candles and go to Costco.
And now I’m here and I’m like… fuck it. I’ll figure it out. I’ve got my mutuals and my blorbos. We’ll figure something out.
Tumblr is a slow and ever dying hellsite and has been for so long that its status as that almost seems stable. It’s this lazy river in a dying landscape of the soulless capitalist Web 3.0 apocalypse. It’s looking out on a shrinking town in the countryside you know will be gone someday, but the land the town sits on will be here, still weird as ever, and for now you get to wave at your weird neighbours who live here with their blorbos.
If tumblr goes away – which I doubt it will, despite the tizzy everyone is in lately – I dunno where I’ll go, but it won’t to anywhere like twitter.
