This is my farewell post from the Twittersphere, it’s been on my mind for a while now and I’ve now come to the full decision.
But before I go, I want to leave this post. As a possible explanation, but also to show other men, the errors of my ways and maybe I can help a few more people on my way out.
Here’s my piece.
Twitter feels like a collection of the “cool kids” who always “won” at life. That’s at least how people portray themselves, but there’s no depth to that and when it comes to improving your own life, you need that depth. A man needs to have a mentor, or someone he looks up to that is relatable. He needs someone that shows him that what he is going through is normal and he’s not weird for having to go through it. No one wants to talk about failures, no one wants to talk about sadness, depression, or anything, which are the cold hard roller coasters in life.
Twitter is a high-light reel.
BRO JUST NEXT HER
WE ALL LEVELING UP
CONQUER WE CONQUERORS WE GOING TO CONQUER
DONT SHOW WEAKNESS, CRUSH YOUR WEAKNESS”
Which is GREAT, seriously, improving your life is great however, it’s not relatable to the guys in the gutter. It feels good, but for these guys, it just reads fake.
I’ll be honest here; I feel this way because I haven’t had a great life. Picked on when I was younger then something happened in highschool that was out of my control and fucked me up more. Out of highschool, struggle. Struggle. Then I moved away, hustled on the streets of Montreal selling fake products to make living. Slept outside at times. I remember I was so broke, I was laying in the grass of a park watching the sun go down, thinking that this is what being homeless was like. I lived in my van last year for 4 months during the winter.
Cold hard fact, is that I never really succeeded in anything yet.
Have I had the hardest life?
But I haven’t had it easy.
And because of this, the whole mindset on Twitter is not relatable. You look at people succeeding and wonder if you’re the odd man out. Are you just destined for mediocrity? If no one wants to talk about the darker side of life, then how are you supposed to genuinely learn from these people?
What men need, are not these people who are so full of themselves that they genuinely think they are God (Rubi for example). Men need to see guys who have struggled, who have come from shit circumstances and made it work.
These thoughts have been on my mind for a while and everything came together tonight. It came together while I was watching a few documentaries on successful men that I knew went through a lot of shit in life. These are the types of guys who quite literally came from the bottom and were awkward, weird kids in school “outcasts”.
You might know one of them, he goes by the name of Rocky or Rambo. Yes, Sylvester Stallone grew up as a weird kid, an outcast who had a speech impediment and was incredibly shy. He used to get made fun of because of his name Sylvester, so he used to go by the name of Binky which worked for a bit but then the kids came up with a rhyme with the word Stinky. Stinky Binky. Then in the beginning of highschool Sylvester went by Mike, which worked for a while until the kids found out his real name and he was teased again.
Skipping forward a few years, Sylvester was living in Hollywood, so broke that he almost had to sell his dog Butkus (who’s the dog in Rocky) just to make rent. He lived in quite literally a one-room shack. One single room, which included everything. Kitchen, bedroom, bathroom.
It’s men like that, that are relatable. Especially to guys like myself, who have struggled almost their entire life. Plenty of successful people, were weird/awkward growing up and struggled a large part of their lives.
Another guy that is thought highly of not only on Twitter, but by the rest of the world, going by the name of Hugh Hefner had a similar struggle growing up. He didn’t lose his virginity until he was 22 and was an awkward, shy kid who grew up with Puritan parents. He learned romance through watching plenty of movies.
You know how many guys on Twitter would willingly admit not losing it till 22?
Twitter is fake. It’s not real. It’s a place to flex. It’s not a place to genuinely find role models. Twitter is just like Instagram, a highlight reel.
Why do you think I got so much flack for what I wrote about hating myself?
People who I had interacted with, blocked me. Some people straight up said that I was acting like a loser. (I should also thank the people who did reach out, and wanted to help).
They reacted this way because for 90% of the people in our Twittersphere, they can’t relate to that feeling. They can’t relate to picking up a knife, in the middle of the night and wondering what it would be like to just slit your wrists, wondering how painful it would be. Or what it’s like to have every single one of your friends turn on you and become enemies over a simple misunderstanding. Or hating school so much, that you dread everyday, then when school is over for the day and you’re on you’re way home you dread going home because of how much your parents fight, wishing that the bus broke down so you could get a few more hours of peace.
I’m not saying ALL OF Twitter isn’t able to relate, but certainly a large chunk.
Speaking of relatable, another aspect of that I’ve learned to dislike about Twitter is if you spend enough time on the app you start to only feel like you can only really connect with people from the app.
“Red Pill” people.
You only connect with other like-minded minds on Twitter, which is fine but that world is such a small part of the real world and if you don’t want to live primarily in an online world you’re going to struggle connecting with anyone offline.
Here’s an example.
How can you expect to be an artist, if the only people you want to hang-out with are the ones who are “woke”. Good luck finding that and to be honest, a lot of the “woke” concepts on Twitter are just fucking stupid.
Fruit is bad?
Smoking is GOOD?
Alcohol should be cut entirely out of your life?
Yosemite is going to blow up?
Epistein this, epistein that.
This place is so fucked up, that people literally look up to psychopaths and sociopaths. Does no one realize, that behaving this way is NOT a good thing?
You know how fucked up some of this shit is?
Is there really a single person in your community, that you can relate to when this is how you think?
It’s no wonder, that most accounts on Twitter, make their money primarily THROUGH Twitter because that’s the only place where they have an audience.
Some people can live in that online world, and be fine and I can’t say I haven’t met some cool people off Twitter (Dave, Wes, Rob, Sotiris, Kaz, Etc) ironically these are all guys who hardly spend time online to begin with. But as for the rest of Twitter, I don’t want to be a Twitter superstar. I don’t want to be able to only connect with “woke” people, which is how I am starting to feel.
SachsJunior and I have been talking about this a lot. There’s no depth on Twitter and for the guy who doesn’t want to live strictly in an online world, who has only online friends, Twitter is largely a dead-end. A real larger than life playboy, doesn’t have much use for Twitter, unless it’s business related.
Here’s another example of how wrong Twitter can get things.
A lot of guys talk shit about books, and brag how they don’t read, they’re too busy taking action.
Ironically, many of the “playboys” who people look up to, were AVID readers. Connery, AVID reader. Flynn AVID reader. Picasso AVID reader (little known fact). Part of being a playboy, is being CULTURED and that comes from READING.
But I digress.
I have no business interests on Twitter and I don’t care to create any. I don’t find the content motivational because there’s no depth and I also don’t want to become the type of person who only has online friends. Fuck that.
I have no need for it anymore.
Which is why I’m leaving.
Once this post goes up, I will change the password to my Twitter account to something random and I will lock myself out. I won’t delete my account, nor will I deactivate. I still want people to enjoy what I did put out there and to find my blog.
So where can you find me? Well, I’ll still post to this blog and there’s my instagram jason.coull but that’s about it. Maybe I will start the email list again. I’m not sure but for now, that’s where you can find me. I refuse to live in an online world and I won’t.