You will never escape Twitter. You have no federation, you have no fun, you have no friends. You ran to a mastodon instance with a reject list longer than there are active instances at all.
All the “safe-space” you get is two-faced and half-hearted. Behind your back people report you. Your admins are disgusted and ashamed of you, your “friends” laugh at your political opinions behind direct messages.
Fun instances are utterly repulsed by you. Thousands of years of evolution have allowed us to shitpost with incredible efficiency. Even admins who try “to excuse” this policy sound uncanny and unnatural. Your understanding of federation is a dead giveaway. And even if you manage to get a buddy instance to federate with you, they will turn tail and fediblock you the second they get a whiff of disagreement.
You will never be happy. You wrench out a fake smile on your new mastodon account and tell yourself it’s going to be ok, but deep inside you get the understanding that after Twitter nothing have changed creeping up like a weed, ready to crush you under the unbearable weight.
Eventually it’ll be too much to bear – you will delete yourself from fediverse to never discover how much of a better place it actually is.
This is your fate. This is what you chose. You will never escape Twitter.
You will never escape Twitter. You have no federation, you have no fun, you have no friends. You ran to a mastodon instance with a reject list longer than there are active instances at all.
All the “safe-space” you get is two-faced and half-hearted. Behind your back people report you. Your admins are disgusted and ashamed of you, your “friends” laugh at your political opinions behind direct messages.