If you aren't getting likes from strangers pretending to be cartoon animals, how do you know you're doing the right thing? How do you know you're valid? How do you know you exist?
Dropping out of lurking this thread for a while to add my two cents to this cause it perfectly encapsulates everything wrong with social media and how it's fucking everyone's brains up.
I have some furry friends, most of them are nearly intolerable and I occasionally consider formulating a plan to mix my more normie friends in with them just to see what happens because I'm a psychopath. Anyways, if you're exposed to twitter or leftyfurs for more than five minutes you'll encounter the phrase "You're/that's valid" and I can't even begin to describe how soulless it sounds every single time.
Look, I get it. It's nice to have outsider validation once in a while. However, this seems to be the only thing these socially starved losers are capable of processing any more. I chalk this down to social media, and I'm sure there are endless numbers of studies out there saying this exact thing; too much social media usage causes your brain to rewire itself in favor of the dopamine shot from getting likes/retweets on your posts. For furries, this has come to a head in the fact that most of the dumb fuckers never leave their houses or socialize with anyone other than furries and this has caused a complete breakdown of their self esteem. From my observation, it's as if these social media addicts have completely discarded any self-worth or any self-confidence in favor of outsider validation. Has it eroded over time? Possibly. I don't think they've done this on purpose. But, again, if you hang out with any of these people for any amount of time, it's so obvious that the ones constantly saying "that's valid" or "you're valid" are doormats or soy'd out of their minds.
It's kind of depressing to witness people with absolutely no sense of self, constantly needing validation from other, equally vapid losers to affirm that yes, you can like beef corn chips, that's valid!!! I genuinely cannot imagine having so little of a spine that I can't have my own opinions, make my own choices, or enjoy certain things without having Michael Man Tits responding "That's vawid uwu" in a shitty falsetto voice. This is the life these people lead. They have absolutely no self confidence.
Again, I propose the cause of this is social media and their already nonexistent meatspace social lives. That rewiring of the brain around dopamine from likes, RTs and interactions combined with the almost guaranteed cocktail of depression and anxiety has bred a subset of people who can only act, think, or feel if someone else tells them it's okay to do so. They are so homogenized as a group that they can only act in a group. I feel like this is why the clout chasers push cancelling so much.
Numbers go big, that mean people like me. Me hero for telling world about badguy. Me so important and big now. They have the social experience of a slug in a salt maze, anything they do that isn't considered "correct" is an immediate burn and will cause a self imposed backlash. If they aren't valid, they aren't a person anymore, that fucking kills them.
Just look at how many of them e-beg and try to capitalize on their cancelling. It's all a scam ultimately. A desperate plea for attention that just happens to have another person's entire livelihood, family, career and god knows what else in the line of fire. The furry twitter mob is full of useless, socially void brainlets who can only think, enjoy or talk about things if they're deemed kosher by another brainlet. This is their only contact with the world, and their contact can be shaped entirely by the numbers their posts get, or if someone other than themselves considers it valid or deems it worthy of being experienced.
Transtrending comfortably makes its way into this too, which is why you see so many furry troons. Trooning out lets you put the trans flag in your name, and people (read: other tard furries) will follow you on principle to support the
stwuggling twans peopwe uwu. See how that can so easily seem like a good idea to someone who only experiences any sense of presence in the world from outsider validation? It's also an easy way to claim a ton of "benefits" like being able to have signal boosted e-beg posts because of troon issues and people handmaidening to troons to prove they're Definitely A Good Person™ . The numbers economy here on furry twitter is fairly easy to understand, but a hard game to play right. If you're too obvious with your clout chasing then
you'll be the target of the next callout. You are Not Valid. You have Violated Kosher. Validity giveth, and validity taketh away.
Dear reader know that, if you have any shred of self confidence, self motivation, self worth, or really any semblance of personality that comes from yourself and not someone else, you are living a more fulfilling life than these tards. Their entire sense of worth is determined by numbers on a post they make that's cast into a void of losers and failures. Their brains have been subtly rewired through constant contact with the concept of numeric validation on their opinions that this is now their only avenue of self worth. If the numbers are low or nonexistent? Guess nobody cares about you today, better make some noise or post some Content™ or a Take™ on the latest outrage that has absolutely nothing worth being actually outraged over to any normal person. That'll get the numbers rolling and the dopamine flowing.
Imagine living like that. Imagine being that much of a loser.
Anyway, back to lurking.
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