I’ve been on and off Twitter since 2009. Think I’m on my fourth account now. First one was closed because I ‘just didn’t get it’ had no idea how it worked, felt like I was talking to fresh air most of the time, so I soon lost interest and closed that account.
The second one was better….till I managed to get myself a stalker and had to disappear pretty sharpish. He wouldn’t leave me alone, it was constant. He followed people I would follow to see what we were saying, comment on every tweet -even something as mudane as what I was watching on TV. He would favourite tweets to and from people he had no contact with…he just freaked me out, and wouldn’t take no for an answer. I will just add I was married at this time, and in no way encouraged him.
Third one was my most popular one, managed to get loads of followers, had loads of laughs and fun and all was going brilliantly till I pissed off a Tweeter and the hassle ensued. Had no choice but to close my account for my own sanity.
So, here we are with my fourth account. Managed to keep most of my favourite people, which is a huge bonus. I still see comments from the haters, but I’ve learnt that Twitter is actually a very small place and people you like and follow probably follow people you dislike and would like to avoid – you’ve just got to be adult about it and just get on with it.
I am finally enjoying Twitter again, have learnt many lessons along the way.
One I haven’t learnt is fancying people I shouldn’t. It’s easy for people to say ‘it’s only Twitter’ and ‘it’s not real’ etc etc but that couldn’t be futher from the truth.
I spend a lot of time talking to different people, from all over the world. I have forged real friendships with some and I look forward to speaking to them, I care about their lives and wellbeing, and hopefully, they feel the same way about me.
There will always be someone you think ‘ coorr I so chuffing would’ just by their avi! Then you talk to them, and learn they are in actual fact, complete tossers…then, you just follow and talk to someone that you have stuff in common with, and feelings start to creep in, mad I know, but it happens….a lot. I’ve been there, had it happen to me, witnessed it with others…it is what it is.
So far, I’ve not had much luck, but that’s life I guess, you can’t make someone like, fancy, care or love you, you’ve just got to hope they see something special in you…but that goes for ‘real life’ relationships too.
All in all, Twitter has brought me heartache, stress, pain, friendship, laughter and fun and I wouldn’t be without it.