In the past I have found the comment section a place where I can learn something different than what I think and feel.
A place of, huh, I have never thought it of that way.
Nowadays, I need to actually put a boundary in place of not reading the comments on nearly everything.
The comment section has become a place of telling people how wrong they are, that they shouldn’t feel that way, tearing others down, shouting, anger, sharing all of our opinions on everything single thing in a not so nice way, or just freaking spamming bots.
The comment section lately has made me sad and mad with humanity.
I don’t think it’s ignorant to want to enjoy the collective cheering on of women’s college basketball or the collective awe of a solar eclipse or just what is this human experience in this wild, broken world without all the vitriol bullshit.
And so, no more comment sections for me except for on my favorite YouTube channels like Breathe with Sandy, Yoga with Adrienne, or my binaural beats and frequency videos because, seriously, those comment sections are full of love.
May we be reminded that perhaps the goodness of humanity can actually be found with one another, not just in observing one another online. For example, all the humans I commiserated with stuck in eclipse traffic and eventually stopped where we were rather than at our preferred destination to look up together at the wonder in the sky.