In April I shut my twitter account that had been up for exactly a year. In that year I had acquired over 700 followers (much less if you subtract the bots) with a reasonable number of tweets and had a decent followers to followee ratio. The number of guys flirting with me was a fair number too! But I couldn't care less.
When questioned regarding my motive behind quitting, I gave each person a different answer.
I was flirting too much. I'm too old for that.
Lie. You can never flirt enough, at whatever age.
I was investing too much into something that was just a sad way of telling myself I'm popular.
Partly true.
My work was suffering due to my tweeting.
If you'd rather tweet about how you hate work and your colleagues than actually doing some work...I contemplated deleting my facebook account too but there are way too many photos and videos there which can't be retrieved later :P Besides I love facebook. I can shut it out whenever I want. I don't have an incessant need to write something witty all the time. Then I pondered over the blog too...
A friend told me I was making a fool of myself on twitter.
Partly true. But I had decided to quit much before that. That comment formed the tipping point.
My real identity had been revealed onto a lot of people.
I have a rather "open" way of talking which if my (potential) employers ever found out may not approve.
I was constantly thinking of witty things to tweet.
The wittiness never really happened, which frustrated me.
Everyday it was the same people licking each others' asses, forming cliques and acting elite.
True to a large extent. But could occasionally be a "grapes are sour" situation.
The real reason is this:
I feel very strongly that I suffer from Attention Deficit Disorder. I have been struggling with it since school. When I reduce the number of things I'm pursuing to only the things that interest me, I'm able to do all of them more efficiently.
It was only when someone gave me the term earlier this year is when I could "tangiblize" it. I realized the reason why I haven't done as well in life as I could've is because of this.
So I decided to start reading instead. The first book I started took me A MONTH to read! And trust me however good the book was, I was constantly tempted to quit. Laptop for me has been a constant distraction and addiction over the past 3 years so I ensured I would shut my laptop at a precise time every night and spend a few minutes reading. I basically put myself through a self imposed rehab.
The second book took me a month to read too, but I started learning the piano and I spend considerable amount of time practising.
Currently reading the third - reading much faster, without distractions, longer sittings with greater comprehensibility. I feel I'm already working better, forgetting lesser things, able to articulate myself better at work, picking up the piano like nobody's business, taking a foreign trip alone so figuring out all details by myself. Blaming lesser people, depending on lesser people, not looking for constant validation and confidence boosting words from others. Eating well, sleeping well. Cribbing so little!
This is not really about twitter, it is infact about all the things that draw you away from what you really should be doing with your life. Eliminate the waste. Dive into the rest. I am instructed by a certain sweetheart of a friend to focus on myself for another couple of weeks still I start uhm...dating again. Hopefully my reason for wanting to date will not be "But I get so bored over the weekend!"
Maybe someday I will join twitter again, but only when I think I'm ready. The blog will always be there though :)
