Why I left

CarolynWinston April 09, 2022

Daily Life In Dublin During COVID-19 Lockdown — Photo by Artur Widak/NurPhoto via Getty Images

I’m really serious about quitting Twitter this time, I promise. I deactivated my account on March 15th and declared the event to my friends in Slack. They earnestly congratulated me. They’re all still on Twitter, but they all know how exhausting and distressing it can be. Now that I’m gone, their new joke on Twitter is that I “don’t exist.”

It’s not the first time I haven’t existed, and sure as death and taxes, it won’t be the last. But my nonexistence on Twitter didn’t stick right away. When I first quit on the 15th, I came back three days later because I decided that I wanted to tweet about a new project.

Then I got owned by my friends, and I deserved it: