Fluther is bittersweet for me.
I met my best friend here, who I still torment every day… I’ve met people who I have gotten the pleasure of watching their children grow, their careers grow, the ones who moved across the world, the ones who are doing things with their lives that I never would have imagined… so many amazing people that I still follow on social media. So many good people.
But because of how happy the connections I made here made me during an otherwise shitty time in my life, it’s hard to think about coming back without getting super nostalgic for what feels like the perfect time period in my Internet life. Which is totally a real thing, by the way.
I don’t really want new memories of this place. I want to remember Fluther in what I consider its golden day… The constant chat room, the main men still being heavily involved, the stupid inside jokes, the fights, the relationship drama, the weddings, the 8 hour long Skype calls with way too many people, everything. Even a particular member, who I don’t think steps foot here anymore either, is part of such a fond memory. I’d like to preserve the happy thoughts, and not try to move on with what seems like an entirely new userbase.
I do think of Fluther often, and fondly. I just don’t see myself coming back outside of the rare check-ins.