Relentlessly positive, not only online, but in meatspace too. I don’t know how many years of my life I yielded to Twitshit, but I’m not looking back. Trying to help others out of the hellscape while I’m still able to there, but some aren’t capable of leaving the dopamine that’s killing them behind. Sunk costs are powerful anchors. Especially for those insecure about what they did to earn supplicants to their influence. Sad state of affairs. But, I march on, free and triumphantly.