I used to draw a lot more when I was in roleplay/tabletop communities; I also didn’t mind DMing but in hindsight it was clear that being surrounded by loonies was impacting my mental health. After fighting with my group over some inane bullshit, I got outcast and I never looked back.
I suppose I can’t completely blame the trannies for my reluctance to pick up a pencil now, but online art communities are a cesspool of troons and children and it doesn’t really feel like a space I would be welcome in anymore. Sort of like trying to fit in at a high school at 25.
This. I used to draw and write stuff - my ex-friend was my beta (but she got enveloped by wokeness), I kinda participated in some nerdy communities and fandoms. We had our - often politcally incorrect - laughs and jokes, shared theories and opinions. Now it's a minefield, every post is walking on eggshells. Those spaces are infected by fetishistic fujos or G/Aidens, policing everything and everyone, while participating in the most degenerate or cringe kinks/aesthetic. They're stuck in arrested development, unable to grasp adulthood, they live thru the "lives" of fictional characters and cling to scraps of childhood/adolescence, when everything was simple and the world was their oyster.
Also, this troon bs is everywhere to the point it's anarchronistic - there are people looking for trans rep in Chowder, ffs.
I pity the young, socially awkward girls who fall into these communities nowadays, because it seems they usually end as one of those two types of womenchildren, unless they limit their Internet use at some point and start enjoying the real world.
Also - pet owners. Especially rats. Sure, there are some weird individuals among cat-lovers, but rat owners are a true troonfest and they insert "queer" bullshit everywhere they can and their poor pets are no exeption. I left a few facebook pet groups due to troonery and constant LGBT+ sperging.
It's really getting hard to enjoy yourself online. Luckily, troons are usually terminally online, and too focused on cooming and consooming to bother with open-air activities. Where I live, at least.
I still miss the "old Internet". A place where you could bond over hobbies, laugh at stupid shit, create and share. Where people with different backgrounds or views could function in one place and laugh at stupid shit or discuss hobbies. (Thank You, Kiwi Farms, for giving us this wonderful opportunity). Years ago Jim was right - In 2016 we were witnessing the end of the Internet as we knew it. Social media and its consequences have been a disaster for the human race.