I didn't expect to enjoy writing on Hive as much as I do.
Writing on Hive has become a release for me. A way to unwind and let out the thoughts bouncing around in my head. Get them out of there and onto the page where they can stop rattling around.
It's become part of my self-care. My own mental health therapy. Better than a shrink and I can do it in my pajamas.
I'm not a regular poster like some people here. I post on and off. Been posting regularly since December but that may fall off at some point and then start back up. It comes in cycles depending on my life and schedule. That's just how it's going to be.
What surprised me is how much I enjoy reading and commenting on other people's posts more than writing my own. Didn't see that coming. Engaging with what others are going through. Sharing a thought. Having a conversation. That's the good stuff.
It's almost a daily routine now. Morning coffee and Hive. Check in throughout the day. See what people are posting. Drop some comments. Read some stories. It's become part of my rhythm.
The community here is different. People actually engage. Real comments. Real conversations. Not just bots and AI bullshit. You start forming relationships with people you've never met. People from all over the world dealing with their own shit and sharing it openly.
That matters. More than I thought it would.
I don't know how long I'll keep this pace up. Life changes. Schedules shift. But for now this is working. It's helping. And that's enough reason to keep doing it.
Anyone else find Hive to be therapeutic? What keeps you coming back?
Thanks for reading,
Joe
Notes:
-All content is mine unless otherwise annotated.
-Images are my own unless otherwise noted.
-Photos edited using MS Paint and/or iPhone SE.
-Page Dividers from The Terminal Discord.