getting insulted is the price of admission for having any kind of genuine opinion about anything that matters + getting it heard at any sort of meaningful scale
The first big bad one is the worst, I think. I don’t think anything that’s happened to me on Twitter ever comes close to my early local politics blogging days. Although I guess that had a much more “there’s a nonzero chance I might get detained for this” ominous quality
but yea once you get main charactered and you live through it and past it, you’re kind of invincible in a certain sense relative to everyone else who worries about it (even if only subconsciously)
I’ve gotten some DMs from people saying they feel more brave/confident at watching me “so true bestie, anyway steam X” at hecklers, I think bc they see it and think “huh! I could do that too”
not to "mothball" your point but isn't the basic assumption of confidence/conviction of philosophy undermined by the soapbox algorithm of a platform like twitter?