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@beehaw.orgLately, steel cut oats with half a banana and 250ml of kefir. I actually hate eating breakfast. I was into Intermittent Fasting for years and did 18/6 almost every day, but then I was diagnosed with diabetes and my doctor told me to stop IF if I wanted my meds to work as they should without causing low blood sugar.
This is what made the decision for me. All the enshittification aside- in 15 years on Reddit, I did not make one lasting relationship with another human being there, even though I tried very hard at times (via everything ranging from Secret Santa to local meetup subs, to niche interest subs, and more). I have friends online that I have only known online since the 1990s, so it's not that I'm "un-befriendable". Reddit allows people to form mobs, not true communities, which almost always have many subsets of friends and acquaintances, rather than a bunch of strangers who actually don't care at all if one of their members disappears.
Yeah, that's exactly how I felt when I left Facebook, too. When my brother eventually also left it was so hard not to say "I told you so"- but I didn't, and of course he never admitted that I was right all along. It's good that I've matured enough that simply knowing it is enough.
He's two years older than I am, and I'm here on Lemmy with a deleted 15 year old Reddit account. He's always been like this, age has nothing to do with it.
I don't know, my brother has been a Redditor for as long as I was (15 years) and he became angry and hostile when I told him about Lemmy. We're both in our 50s.
He's been using the official Reddit app for years and claims it "works perfectly for him". He seems utterly blind to Reddit's enshittificaton. He's always been kind of an asshole- he behaved the same when I quit Facebook, though he eventually did the same- and he also fears new tech (he didn't have a smartphone until 2020). I wonder if people like him- of which I'm sure there are plenty- will ever wake up.
OMG, this reminds me of when I shared my paper diagnosis with my new therapist...the diagnosis that had been so freeing, so life-changing...she read through it, said it was "dark and tragic" and that "it made her so sad."
She wasn't my therapist for very long.