Helping hurt people fight their demons feels emotionally cathartic. I'm somewhat surprised I earned that experience from social media compared to blogging. All it took was a selfless act of appreciation for a community effort to revive someone's suddenly erased presence. Seeing them survive the fall meant more to me than hundreds of posts I considered certified bangers. Perhaps it's the higher population, interactivity, and commonality speaking? Perhaps it's that I found a good community that I belong to after all. You're right in that social media isn't private by any means. I can take that L and make the best of it by spreading care, kindness, and optimism. The more I try helping people that share, if not co-create with me through my interests, the less I feel compelled to lock down or erase my presence. It would be an absolute shame to decimate heartfelt exchanges that people could have continued cherishing had I not done so. Should exposure lead to unsavory outcomes, maybe that's…
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