Idk why, but I have the urge to delete all of my posts since the beginning. Every time I open Twitter, there’s a little voice, “umm, I want to delete everything and be free.”
I think social media platforms should be temporary. All data can be exported, downloaded, parsed, archived by yourself, and then you move on, continue to post like nothing happen.
My past is already my long-term oomfs memory, and I feel that’s pretty enough.
In my habit, periodically archiving feels liberating. I lose nothing, the only thing that is lost is outsiders, new eyes, and their impressions of me, and I don’t feel bothered by that.
I’d rather document my journey with my own storytelling in a place that I actually own: eg my notes, my blog, my website.
No, it’s not deleting my existence, it’s archiving my past. My existence is in the present moment. All mainstream social media is only a visibility and momentum game. I love saying good morning and good night, sharing things that I’m actually interested in.
I don’t want making many followers to be my main goal. I just want to feel seen by those who have the same frequency. But somehow there’s a desire, “if only I had a bunch followers, then I could post whatever I want and take that Elonbucks.” I ask myself again, do I really want that?
Idk why, it happens every time I exist on here.