Bear with me, because I’m about to date myself here, but:
You know what I really miss? LiveJournal. I loved LiveJournal until I was about twenty-two or twenty-three, at which point I just kind of got burned out on the whole blogging thing in general (because horrible living situation + depression = “I could post a selfie, or I could lay in bed in these same pants I haven’t washed in a week eating stale Cheetos”).
Back then, before the darkness took over and sapped the will to do anything I used to love, I lived for that website. My entire life was on that website. It was an incredibly easy platform to use, I loved the comment feature, and I really liked the way they did their profiles.
But more than anything else, I loved communities. I loved how incredibly easy it was to connect with people en masse just by posting in communities. And there were tons of communities to choose from. You like cake? There are seven-hundred-thirty-two active groups devoted to cake. You’re a writer? There are communities to promote your writing, to get feedback, to get advice. New writer, long-time hobbyist, published professional, fan fic, fantasy, poetry… GO FORTH AND FIND YOUR PEOPLE WITH A CLICK OF A BUTTON.
I haven’t been able to find another place on the internet with the same variety and ease of connection that LiveJournal had. WordPress and Tumblr have the tagging system, which isn’t bad, but is also a shot in the dark as far as what tags to use and how popular they are, and whether or not anyone will even see your post. Facebook groups and other online forums are good for reaching people en masse, but keeping track of thirty separate websites is complicated. Don’t even get me started on the nightmare that is Twitter. Fuck that website. I still don’t see the point.
LiveJournal was simple and enjoyable and maybe I’m just being all old and nostalgic, but damn. I miss it. I miss the people I knew before adulthood ruined my life. I find myself thinking sometimes about all of the people I used to know and lost touch with. I wonder if I’m that person for anybody–like if anyone I used to know is like, “Man, I wonder what ever happened to that Aidan chick with the mohawk and the suit? She was really cool.”
I’m still around and I probably miss you.