Everyone is wronged, and everyone is the asshole

So, sequestration hasn’t been especially great on my mental health — all of my self-soothing techniques to deal with depression have pretty much been short circuited, but at least I’m not living alone and in a stable and loving situation. I think we’ve all adjusted into this thing, and I’m doing well enough…

But I’m so worried about everyone else. I’m still on a small, select number of facebook groups, and one of them had a good old classic explosion the other day, and it’s still going on. Some of it is legitimate grievances and disagreements that have been brewing, but at the same time, any willingness to give patience and the benefit of the doubt is just straight out the window. And it’s completely understandable. We are all stressed, we all have a viewpoint, and none of us have the benefit of those mirror neurons anymore.

And the thing is, before all of this happened, social media, globally, had become a cesspool where meaningful conversation was straight impossible. The days of “lj drama” look positively idyllic compared to today. It was enough to force my migration here before coronavirus was a household name. I feel that, when we’re all done with this sequestration, the damage done by an unfiltered social media world will be hard to even start to assess.