Separating yourself, from groups of people or just one person, is quite stressful.
Around a week and a half ago, I had decided to separate myself from an online community, the best way I can describe how I felt when I separated myself from that group was like ending a relationship with someone who was EXTREMELY toxic to you.
Some Background InfoI had joined that community originally because I was bored and had nothing else to really do, eventually, after a month or so of being inside of that community, I was subsequently "hired" as a moderator, which basically was just more or less spending my time seeing if people were being dicks and whatnot.
After around several months of doing the same thing, over and over again, I was able to work my way up the ranks of this community, eventually being able to "lead"
(in quotation marks because I wasn't actually in a real job), basically teaching people how to do this VERY boring job inside of an online community (sad, I know.).
I had already gotten into some "controversy" because I hadn't found someone who I felt was suitable enough to "co-lead" this large(ish) group of people, which eventually lead to me being called into a meeting and flat out told that if I couldn't find anyone within the next 4 days, I would be fired from my position, although before they had told me that, they were flat out calling me names and saying absolute, utter bullshit about me. Considering most of this community was filled with people varying from the ages of 15-20, it was honestly quite disturbing to see them act like 5-year-olds.
After that "meeting" had taken place, my motivation, unsurprisingly, dropped completely. I was essentially doing my own little one-man "strike", while it was a petty move, considering what had just taken place, I thought it was completely justified.
I more or less stopped caring after a while, with my motivation going up and down (and the fact that I probably wasn't going to waste more time on a silly community that cared fuck all about its people), I had decided to take a break, for my own sanity. This then resulted in me being removed from my position within that community entirely, without any real warning.
Upon me writing all of this down, I have realized three things:
- That things are temporary, change happens all the time, I shouldn't need to worry so much about change.
- That I did have an unhealthy relationship with that community, and while I should've gotten out by my own will, I didn't because I really didn't want to separate myself from that community.
- That healing takes time. You won't feel all happy and dandy in the beginning, and that doesn't make you any weaker.
(While I do miss the several actually fun & nice people in that community, the negatives
vastly outweigh the positives.)
tl;dr - Don't get yourself into shitty communities. Try finding nice ones.