That’s it! I’m doing it! I’m quitting Twitter!
…for a week, anyway. At least initially.
This may not sound like a big deal, but when you consider the fact that I’ve checked Twitter almost every single day since the 9th July 2008, the situation becomes a little more apparent. Add in the fact that that date was more than half my life ago – when I exactly thirteen years and one month old, to be exact – and suddenly it should sound reasonable to say I’m questioning the impact it’s had on my entire life.
The thing is, I’m not doing this in reaction to anything. I’ve “quit” Twitter a couple times before in some of my lowest, angriest moments, but I’ve always come crawling back the next day. And whilst it’s common to refer to Twitter as a cesspit of doom nowadays, I actually have a lot of positive opinions about it. There are cute animal photos and funny jokes. I enjoy using it to keep up with people I know and people I admire. It’s been a prominent source of education from viewpoints I may not have discovered in my personal life otherwise. It’s these things which make the decision to step away all that much more difficult.
But the concerns here are just as numerous. Checking Twitter has been an impulse for years of my life now. According to the usage data on my phone, I open Twitter between 50 to 65 times a day. I also spend about an hour a day looking at it, which isn’t so bad but could certainly be time spent doing something else, like enjoying a show or some comics or reading a book.
I think the biggest impact Twitter has had on my life these past 14 years has been in how I share thoughts and opinions. Without Twitter, how many passing thoughts would I have shared in a message to a friend instead of a tweet? Might my relationships be stronger for doing so? It’s even more concerning when you consider that a majority of my tweets don’t get a single interaction. I’m not a voice in a community, I’m literally just voicing my thoughts to myself in public. And while I have no qualms about doing so, I do have other platforms to do so in more creative ways.
I wonder… have you ever had that moment where your phone runs out of charge, and for the moment between plugging it in and it coming back online, you felt disconnected and alone? That’s probably not healthy, right? I wonder if that feeling is as universal as I thought. And I wonder if I’m going to feel that way when I stop using Twitter. I plan on using my reclaimed time in constructive ways; I’m sure I’ll feel lost at first, instinctually reaching toward that app or bookmark before remembering I’ve removed it, and should spend my time elsewise. But perhaps, in time, that instinct will fade away, replaced with a stronger presence in my day to day, or more frequent messages with friends.
I’ll probably write another post on this in a week, or if I do decide to wait longer, some later date. In the meantime, I’ll continue to talk about all the stuff I love talking about on my weekly YouTube series, in livestreams, and perhaps in more blog posts right here.