Twitter is dead, long live X

(It will always be Twitter to me, not X).

Twitter is fucking me off. I'm taking a break. 

Yes I have said that before and thousands of others before me and after me will have had the same thought, tweeted the same tweet, may think it but may or may not say it. 

Twitter has been the first app I open on my mobile when I wake up. The app I constantly open throughout the day to post that most important update and the last app to close when I finally need to go to sleep. It takes over, you need a fix. You need to know what somebody is doing, what they are saying, where they are. It's a drug that you constantly crave, that scratch that you need to itch, that app you constantly need to fucking open. 

I am even struggling to remember when I first got addicted but it was a few years ago. I opened an account and started tweeting. Then I followed friends, people from different forums, celebs. It was great. It was fun. It was funny. It was a laugh. It wasn't serious. Over a couple of years I tweeted over 55,000 tweets, followed a few hundred people, had over 1000 followers. I met a few of my followers, got invited into people's houses, ate, smoked and got drunk with fellow tweeters. The whole world was tweeting and having a laugh. New friendships were being made. 

Then a couple of years later I got made redundant. I tweeted my disillusion with the state, life, the word and even my new job that I managed to obtain after 3 months. My new work colleagues became my material for Twitter. It was funny, it was dangerous, it was stupid. Then somebody at work called me by twitter name. It was either by chance, a fluke, or somebody had told them. I had always been careful not to reveal my true identity but I had got sloppy, too confident and too cocky. I panicked and instantly deleted my account. 

This was a few years ago. Days later after that I started a new account. Told some followers my new account name and was soon back to doing what I had been doing. Then somebody opened an account in the nickname of a work colleague and started tweeting as if they were them. I had off course given twitter months of material from my tweets so they could easily pretend they were them. I again panicked and deleted my account. 

Now I am on my 7th account. This one. I can't help thinking it's now all becoming tiresome, a fad that's had it's day. The drug is no longer craved as much. I need a new drug. 

I have seen some of my favourite people leave Twitter. These are not famous people, not people with hundreds of followers. Just my favoured few. I have seen my other followers tweeting less. The drug is wearing off. The craving lost. 

I could go and find some new people to follow, to tweet with, to again make friends with. But you know what, I can't be arsed. Do I really want to know what strangers are doing every 10 minutes, every hour, every fucking day. No not really. Yes I know that is the point of Twitter, I get it. I do it. But I am tired of it. I am tired of opening up the app, of reading mundane updates, of celebs bollocks, arguments, people trying to be funny, the constant hashtag games and RT'd repeats. 

Yes I am a hypocrite. I too tweet mundane shit, trying to be funny. But that's just it. It's all just fucking mundane bollocks. 

I cannot be the only person who thinks this. Twitter has approx 590 million active accounts and nearly 5 billion visits per month. People join, tweet, don't get it, get bored or just fuck off. That's social media. That's the internet. That's life. 

This is just the way I feel. I need a break from it. I am sure I will be back just don't know when. Will most likely be tomorrow. 

Twitter is dead. Long live X.