Are you spending less time than ever posting on the antisocial media that is Facebook?
So am I. Take this group, a chronic pain “support” group. A fellow spoonie asked what we do to distract our mind from pain. I replied with an article detailing my number one coping skill you know, to help others who also are in a crapton of pain.
As someone who despises pyramid schemes, snake oils and other woo (unlike the fictional Doris Krabalsky), I felt appalled at the moron(s) removing my number coping skill.
I dunno, maybe the micromanaging admins are secretly sadists.
Needless to say, I added that group to my ever-growing chopping block, downsizing my social media presence to reduce stress.
I have stories to write, pictures to draw, songs to sing and a cat to love.
Yes, that “support group” removed my cat video, along with the article describing my process for learning a new language well enough to write a song for my beloved kitty.
That’s okay, my cat did not like those admins either.
For solely pretending to care, I award this micromanaging “support-group” admin Moron of the Week. Writing helps me cope with pain, so I thank you for the story idea. You’re welcome for the award, you earned it.