I’d been using Reddit for 6 years; thousands of hours. All gone, in a quick(ish) running of a script. And once it’s gone, it’s gone. Link rot is gonna be so much bigger soon. And everything that represents a mark on the platform from me will be gone.
I remember spending time on basically every interest I’ve had on there. I remember the memes, the political discussions, the anticipations of football transfers, the stunning source-gathering work on the Ukraine war, the shitposts, the communities willing to help me on the most stupid of questions. The hours spent defending random pixels on a canvas modified by other communities with friends, the awestruck silence of the Snap both in movie form and Reddit form. The support for me as a person when I needed it the most and real life couldn’t, wouldn’t, didn’t give to me.
And in a few minutes, that’ll all be gone. It’s already going away as I type this. Almost feels like a microcosm of my own mortality. Maybe I’m being overly sentimental, but it hurts. Anyone else feel the same?
It’s almost like cutting off a part of myself. Also, watching PDS tick up on the page progress cuz it can only see so many pages ahead of where it’s at is… distressing, shall we say. I didn’t know I had (at least) 80 pages of content on Reddit, though it obviously makes sense. I’m kinda assuming it might have to run overnight, but it just… hurts. I’ve changed so much over the past 6 years and in a few moments all I will have left is my memories and a discord account that’s even worse at archiving things.
Yeah, clicking that button is like pulling life support off your loved one. I’ve never feel so hurt leaving a socmed platform before, mostly because i didn’t meet much people before in those platform, everyone just trying to showoff their life but never try to communicate.
My country sub in reddit have this daily thread where people will just post their thought and all that, and i’ve met more friend in those thread alone than any forum/facebook/twitter combined. It’s a special place.
I never met anyone purely from Reddit, but it gave me connections I never could have elsewhere (except hopefully now Lemmy). Life advice, and a sense that I was not alone in my struggle; as someone autistic, as someone seeking democracy for Hong Kong (a prospect that seems more dire with every passing day…), as someone wanting the world to do something about neocapitalism and the overall enshittening of the world, as someone who tried their best to live a life and wanted to feel that they were not alone. I had actual discussions and debates. Actual ideas were thrown. Actual connections were shared. Actual emotions were felt. And it’s all gone now, flushed into the information void of the past.