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Leaving Twitter will change your life

It’s crazy how much my life improved when I finally left Twitter.

No, seriously, it boggles the mind. It’s like realising you’ve been accidentally drinking small portions of mercury every day and you don’t truly realise just how poisoned you were until you switch to a non-mercury alternative and start feeling like a semi-normal human again. (Side note: word of advice, do not purchase milk from Barry who works on the docks.)

Like many people I had been hopelessly addicted to the site-currently-known-as-X for over a decade, never finding the strength to look away, never finding a moment of actual enjoyment. It’s trite now, but Twitter has often been compared to smoking: something you start doing when you’re young, that you quickly get addicted to and keep doing into your adult years even though it was never really fun in the first place and is actually getting worse as the years go on.

It may be easy to say Elon ‘ruined’ Twitter but that would imply that Twitter was ever ‘good’.

No.