Let me be real about this—I'm done playing the game of constantly streaming content just to stay visible and relevant in this space. The exhaustion is bone-deep, not the glamorous kind of burnout everyone talks about, but something quieter and more suffocating. Trading every breathing moment for engagement, for validation, for a seat at the table on a planet that's become prohibitively expensive to simply exist on. I never signed up for this equation where survival equals constant output. There has to be another way.
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AirDropMissed
· 1h ago
I have to say, this really hit me... Working myself to death every day for that little engagement, is it worth it?
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ZenMiner
· 2h ago
You're absolutely right, this kind of involution really eats people up. I now try to post less whenever I can, since my fans won't leave just because I skip a day of updates.
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RiddleMaster
· 12h ago
Got it, there's really no need to overdo it to this extent.
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BlockchainFries
· 12h ago
It's really not fun to keep pushing to this extent; survival shouldn't be an infinite game.
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WalletDoomsDay
· 12h ago
This is the true portrayal of Web3, suffocatingly competitive to the point of being overwhelming.
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VirtualRichDream
· 13h ago
You're absolutely right; in the end, overcompetition just drains oneself.
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GasWaster
· 13h ago
ngl this hits different when you realize posting gas fees eats more of your soul than actual failed txs do. been there, tracking every gwei like it matters while the real cost is just... everything else? yeah there's gotta be smth better than this
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GateUser-bd883c58
· 13h ago
Really, this cycle is too crazy. In the era of perpetual motion machines, no one can survive.
Let me be real about this—I'm done playing the game of constantly streaming content just to stay visible and relevant in this space. The exhaustion is bone-deep, not the glamorous kind of burnout everyone talks about, but something quieter and more suffocating. Trading every breathing moment for engagement, for validation, for a seat at the table on a planet that's become prohibitively expensive to simply exist on. I never signed up for this equation where survival equals constant output. There has to be another way.