I never really cared about upvotes and downvotes, but I liked that my comments and participation meant something to someone at one time or another. I liked that when I posted a comment or asked a question people could look through my post history to learn more about me and answer accordingly. More than anything I miss my saved posts and comments and enjoyed going back to read through what was important or funny to me at a particular moment in time. I don’t have close friends or any family that lives within 1,000 miles so the connections I made through Reddit meant something.

I’m grieving.

  • MrCrankyBastard@lemmy.world
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    1 year ago

    It means little from some rando, but your grief is both real and valid. May it fuel a rekindled passion here, and make for a beacon that calls friends lost and seeking, and also burn away the sorrow.

    And if that light helps burn the old hangout to the ground with the landlord inside? I’ll gladly help with alibi.