realized a few days ago that the 30 day mark for my deactivated twitter accounts is coming up very soon, which means...the point of no return is also coming soon. Feeling...well, not feeling much at all, now that I have a chance to consider it. My biggest concern is "did I properly archive my bookmarks and personal tweets so I can refer to them later" and not really anything specifically connected to things specific to twitter as a platform, as a social space.
if anything...i've felt more calm and do things that i want to, instead of letting twitter interactions fill up so much of my mental space and free time. like, it's not a coincidence that I finished two books and a game from my backlog after deactivating. so much of my time on twitter was driven by the pressure of needing to be "active" at least once a day, having to reciprocate any interaction in some tangible way, having to
i guess my only other lingering concern is keeping in touch with people i met through twitter. one way my anxiety manifests is that my brain insists, very strongly, that i need an explicit reason and permission to send someone any message at all, and even with years of cognitive behavioral therapy it takes a lot of time and effort to work against that internal message. without an active twitter presence it's become much easier to just listen to that voice and never contact anyone--even when all i want to say is "Hi, how are you?"
...but that's a problem for the weekend. Or the Christmas break. Whenever I get the time to really kick that internal voice to the curb. Who knows. 🙃