So many things I'm going to start doing again now that I'm not draining my energy scrounging for visibility on big social. I need to get new polymer clay and forage a bit before everything is too dried up from heat.
#Witchcraft #Talismans #CraftWitch
I'm starting to get this eye twitch when I see people who could afford to, making no effort whatsoever, to carve something like an independent space on this net, much less maybe help others to. It's too familiar, like when people want you to not rock the boat too much or not be too loud, and when condemning you didn't work, they send someone "successful" to reel you back in and keep you invested in a way that is screwing you.
I do realize that my little rant is the intense but rather soft ballet shoed stompings of a relative princess. This takes the edge off a bit. Awareness means I will not let folks who actually need me flap in the wind. I'm just done fighting the tide of algorithm addicts when there's so many folks with agency I could be focusing on.
I learned what was possible out here in the Fediverse. I see people actually doing stuff. So for me, birdchan isn't the only migration. I'm done with anychans.
I think what shook me awake was watching someone who'd recently been sexually assaulted agonize over doing their scheduled live stream.
What kind of internet is this?
Why do people feel like they have to endure violence and then get up like nothing happened? She doesn't owe us that. Where did she get the idea she owes us that?
Where did I get the idea that I owe this fucking world my labor through all I've been through?
I think I'm gonna just
Not that anyone would notice.
It'll be years before anyone realizes that the reason their engagement has dropped is because topic oriented webmasters have run out of excuses to keep maintaining anything that isn't personal, friends/family, or bringing an income.
I can just enjoy someone's content and not feel compelled to share it to get more viewers.
I can just stop.