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Nobody Cares About You, Do What You Want

Brittani Mychelle
4 min readNov 12, 2024

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Me wearing a yellow gown and jumping in the sky on a Tuesday on my lunch break because IDC what people think anymore

On Halloween of this year, I announced on my personal Facebook and Instagram pages that I would be “quitting social media,” going back to blogging and focusing on a YouTube channel. I explained in detail why I was doing this. Social media did more bad than good for not only my mental health but my overall well-being and I wanted to return to what made me happy: blogging.

I started blogging back in 2007 when there was only Myspace and Facebook was only for college students. Social media was nowhere near where it is today. But even still it was ruining my life. An incident happened during my freshman year in college and it went “viral” and it led to me getting harassed day and night, on and offline. It was traumatizing and I think the trauma of it all led to me being diagnosed with Bipolar 1. I should have thrown the internet away then, but it was something so addicting about having an “online presence” whether good or bad. Attention was attention and that was something up until 2008 I never got much of. From Myspace to Facebook, from Facebook to Twitter, from Twitter to Instagram and so on I loved the “attention” I received on social media…until one day it just wasn’t fun anymore.

I woke up on the 29th of October and realized that my love for internet attention had got me nothing. I wasn’t even getting the attention anymore. I hadn’t really…

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Brittani Mychelle
Brittani Mychelle

Written by Brittani Mychelle

Blogging since 2007. Have lived many lives since then. I write about what I’ve learned throughout the years.

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