it's almost like there is a muscle memory of typing angry tweets that just comes back online as soon as i log back into this app. they come out of my fingertips, having bypassed my brain entirely.
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there are def like parts of my mind that went offline when i stopped using twitter for a month and came back online when i came back. whole patterns of thought cybernetically entwined with the birdsite
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yes that is exacttttttttly what it feels like!
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at the time it felt net good b/c tweeting was the closest i could get to asking for help but i can also see it feeling kinda scary or like compulsive / addictive?