The Stages of Grief

warriormale:

image
image
image

Hi everybody.

@vgstims sent me this crying statue gif this morning and it hit me hard. I suddenly realized that I was in grief, dealing with the death of Tumblr as I knew it for over 4 years.

I never realized just how powerful an online community can be and to see it die is very tough to experience.

I just thought I’d share this with my followers, which believe it or not, is a little short of 50,000 on Tumblr, at 49,516.

The goal of my blog, as a fighter, was to bring the fight gym to Tumblr, to make it as real as possible for my followers, to have them experience virtually what a fight gym would feel like and what Manliness means.

I hope that I did that for all of of you!

As I said previously, I’ll continue to post until Tumblr takes me down, fight to the end!

Always seek Manliness!

WarriorMale

For people who are leaving tumblr:

You can find me on

• twitter as @typhonscience

• reddit as u/arthera44

• flight rising (it’s a game but whatever) as artherra

• youtube as Artherra

• swarmr as artherra

• archiveofourown as Artherra

• pinterest as Artherra

• you can also ask me for my discord

nudityandnerdery:

sundanceritz:

Anyway the last point I have to make here is that even if tumblr breaks under the algorithm (almost certain if they don’t back out of using it) and/or everybody leaves… I don’t have anywhere else to go or post things

people like to joke about it being bad, but I legitimately really like Tumblr. it actually feels like a blogging platform in a world where facebook and twitter are active political weapons that manipulate us elections. i don’t feel like i’m baring myself to content i don’t want to see here, or having to engage with a popularity-focused culture. the content isn’t sorted to influence you or trick you. it’s a bunch of people being themselves on their own terms. it’s oldnet.

yes, i do use other websites, but i’m not interested in posting personal things to any of them. this was a place i had control over and i’ll stay with it until i can’t. and when that happens there’ll be nothing left.

Yeah, I joked that this was the last platform my mom didn’t follow me on, but it was definitely a place where I felt more open about certain things. I don’t know what else will offer that, which sucks.