Leaving things

Specifically, leaving one thing–a community that I’ve been part of since 2012, and really, going back further, closer to 2000. This was a break I made as a positive step, a way to help get away from not doomscrolling exactly, more like complaint scrolling.

Here’s the background, in convenient list form, because I love lists:

  • It started with Quarter to Three, a gaming forum that originally had two gaming writers as admins, Tom Chick and Mark Asher.
  • Mark eventually gave up admin, making Tom the sole admin.
  • Tom has some, uh, quirky personality traits that sometimes led to interesting interactions between himself and various forum members. These interactions often resulted in bannings, sometimes temporary and sometimes permanent.
  • Eventually (in 2011), Tom seemed to have enough of his own forum and banned…himself! For about four months, the forum was ostensibly run by the hands-off tech guy who monitored the forum software.
  • Tom returned and created what amounted to a honeypot to ban more people. He banned a lot of people.
  • So many people were banned that an entirely new forum was created in January 2012 for the exiles. It was called Broken Forum (named after the website that hosted it, Broken Toys) and was created by Lum the Mad (Scott Jennings), who was not actually banned.
  • Broken Forum grew and thrived in the early days, and experienced many of the issues that typically befall an open forum, with trolls appearing and getting banned. But things eventually more or less settled down, and it was a pleasant place to have conversations about games, tech, entertainment and even politics.
  • Lum grew increasingly hands-off for whatever reason(s) and eventually allowed another person to act as moderator for the two (!) politics forums. This person eventually came to effectively moderate the entire forum in Lum’s absence.
  • During the infamous Gamergate harassment campaign, a bunch of trolls showed up to attack the female posters on BF. It was as awful as it sounds. The forum was locked down after this.
  • After a long while, the forum was opened up a bit, but with stringent new rules in place for new posters. This had the side effect of making it hostile to all new posters, not just trolls-in-waiting, and the forum became increasingly insular as fewer people joined the community. On the plus side, it made it easier to get to know regular posters, because traffic became relatively light.

In the last few years, I’ve come to realize that much of the forum has become dominated by a few voices and there is an unspoken requirement to fit in, to toe the line, not just by following the actual rules, but by following the implicit rules as well. Deviating from these will typically result in a dogpile. I never experienced this directly because I don’t express any particularly controversial opinions and had long ago lost the taste for debate on public forums, anyway. But I did witness it, and it was off-putting.

The other thing I noticed was the complaints. The regulars on BF love to complain about everything. EVERYTHING. There is a venting thread that is thousands of posts long. The tech forum is filled with threads that all have variations of the title, “What has [company] fucked up lately?” And yes, there’s also a generic one as a catch-all for all the tech companies that aren’t big enough to warrant separate threads. There is no real discussion here, just complaints about whatever.

The sheer volume of negativity began to wear on me. Several of the most prolific posters have always rubbed me the wrong way and when one of them started a thread with an especially bitter title, it finally made me sit back and consider if reading the forum was still a good investment in my time. And I found, on balance, it wasn’t.

It’s been a few weeks since I last logged in, and what has surprised me the most is how little I actually miss it. I suppose that means it had become that poor a fit for me. I may pop back eventually, just to see what may or may not have changed, but right now there is no urge to do so. I feel a weird sort of relief at not subjecting myself to all the rants, complaints and negativity. It’s even inspired me to try to be more positive in general, including on this blog. I’m not giving up on writing about bad design or anything, but I am being more mindful of complaining just for the sake of complaining. I want to get away from that and after many years of being an active member of BF, I regret that leaving that community has turned out to be a key part of making this change.

UPDATE, July 26, 2023: It's now been over a year and a half since I last looked at Broken Forum, and I've yet to feel any urge to go have a look. Someone still there asked if I might reconsider, then admitted the forum is much as I had seen it last in January 2022. I did not reconsider!
UPDATE, June 18, 2022: It's now getting close to six months since I last logged onto Broken Forum, and I've still had no desire to check in on it. I installed the LeechBlock extension in Firefox back in January to lock the site out in case I was tempted to look, but it's never been needed, because the temptation is just not there. Again, I think this emphasizes how the forum had evolved into something that simply wasn't for me anymore. And I'm okay with that!

Complaint-free me: Postponed

My personal and to a lesser extent professional life is in what might call a state of turmoil right now, so I have elected to postpone the restart of the 21-day Complaint Free challenge, since I expect I’d just be constantly restarting and getting increasingly frustrated instead of making even incremental progress.

But I do plan to restart the challenge, hopefully sooner than later.

In the meantime, a re-post of the most amazing cat gif ever:

Complaint-free me, Day 2: Take 2

I completely forgot to do a write-up for my second day of my second attempt to go complaint-free for 21 days. This is because it rained most of the day, I stayed inside and engaged in very little interaction with other humans, greatly reducing the possible complaint window.

This is to say Day 2, the first day of summer, was a success.

Complaint-free me, Day 5: Back to Day 1

Today started with an email essentially invalidating a bunch of work I had done yesterday. I was not happy. I complained.

I moved my complaint-free band to my other wrist. I complained some more and moved it back to the original wrist.

Tomorrow I start over on Day 1 again. I regret complaining, but at the same time part of me is glad to have gotten it out of my system this early on. It made me reflect not just on my state of mind, but where I am right now, and helped clarify the path I want to take going forward (which is not the path I am currently on).

So, lemons made into lemonade. Or something.

Complaint-free me, Day 3: Is a magic number

I edged perilously close to complaining at a few points today, but again was saved by being forced to communicate through online chat and was able to resist the temptation.

My partner had a bad day at work, but upon coming home immediately set out for 30 minutes of balancing to re-establish his Zen. I appreciated him not using me as a sounding board for a litany of complaints. He felt better by not dumping on me about things I have no control over, and I felt better for not having been dumped on–and tempted to do the same in return. Win-win, as they say.

Complaint-free me, Day 2: Boogaloo

I admit, it feels like cheating to be doing the Complaint Free challenge when I’m working from home. It’s much easier to keep from complaining when you have to type out your complaint in a chat program and then hit the Enter key to send it vs. just opening your mouth and letting it spew out without thought.

Today that did not happen, so I am two for two so far on the challenge. I’ll admit there were a few times I came close, but I recognized each one and held my virtual tongue.

Complaint-free me, Day 1: Third time lucky

On February 3, 2018 I declared myself a victor in the 21-day Complaint Free challenge. By August I had started the challenge again, feeling I had lapsed. According to the entries on this very blog, I lasted seven days on my second attempt before going curiously silent about the whole thing.

Here we are more than two years after my initial success, in the middle of a global pandemic, a recession caused by the same, worldwide protests over police brutality and Donald Trump is President of the United States. If ever there was a time where it felt A-OK to complain, 2020 would seem to be that time. It’s also a great time to challenge myself to rise above the urge to complain, to stay positive and focus on the good, to find solutions instead of just griping about things, especially things I can change.

And so I have donned my purple Complaint Free bracelet again. For the first day I think I got through okay. If I complained to someone else (and I did ask some people to verify if I had), it was too subtle to notice, or I just wasn’t paying enough attention. While either is possible, I think I came through with a legit victory for the day.

The toughest part, as before, will be refraining from sarcasm, or at least sarcasm in the form of “complaining with humor”, which is very close to all sarcasm.

I completed the initial challenge very quickly–the book notes it takes most people 8-10 months to hit 21 consecutive days of no complaints–so there was always that nagging doubt I had complained a few times and not noticed it. We’ll see if I get similar results this time.

I’ll report back in 8-10 months (ho ho).

Complaint free(ish)

I was on Day 7 of my renewed Complaint Free 21-day challenge when I opened my mouth this morning to a co-worker and…complained about the weather, of all things. And not even the current weather, the weather last week. Old weather.

This is sort of the equivalent of telling yourself over and over not to do something and then doing it, anyway. As soon as the complaint left my lips I knew what I’d done and the bracelet was snapped onto the left wrist.

Tomorrow I begin Day 1 again, a little wiser and hopefully a little more content about the weather. 😛

(It was sunny and pleasant today, adding a pinch of irony to the whole thing.)

Complaint free, now with official wrist band

Today I’m starting the 21 day complaint free challenge again.

And this time I’ve upgraded from a rubber band to the official™ Complaint Free World bracelet, as seen on my freakishly thin wrist here (click if you really want to see the pores of my skin):

I ordered the child size and the bracelet is still huge. I have the world’s smallest wrists (not a complaint).

I’m starting again because while I can’t point to a specific time or incident, I know I have sinned complained since achieving the original 21 day goal and figured it was better to just wipe the slate clean (which you’re expected to do if you complain, anyway) and use the official bracelet as further motivation. It’s easier to just acknowledge that at some point I let loose the complaints and declare myself complain-free again (hopefully).

For Day 1 I was fine. The bracelet is much more noticeable than the rubber band, so it is perhaps a more forceful reminder to keep my trap shut when the urge to complain arises.

We’ll see how Day 2 goes, especially if I run tomorrow in this heat-blasted, smoke-choked weather we’re currently experiencing.

Complaint-free me, Day 21: I did it! (?)

I think I’ve done it.

Which is to say I think I’ve gone 21 consecutive days without making a complaint to someone else, either in person or online.

I say I think because it’s possible I could have slipped one in and not realized, but it doesn’t feel like I have.

I have complained in my head, of course, but even there the volume of complaining has dropped off. I indulged a bit today when my phone and watch stopped talking to each other again (how 21st century!) but instead of grumbling, I just updated both, signed back in and all is well. Because results are much more satisfying than complaints heard by no one that accomplish nothing except setting me slightly on edge.

I’m going to doff the blue rubber band, though. It looks chintzy. I am going to try to find a “proper” purple bracelet to wear instead, possibly when I am out and aboot tomorrow.

And if I don’t find one? I won’t complain to a single soul.

Complaint-free me, Day 20: No donuts, no complaints

I didn’t do two things today:

  • I did not eat a donut
  • I did not complain

I did have an oat fudge bar, though. But I didn’t complain about it! Because it was yummy. And many calories.

I’ll burn the calories off tomorrow when I run. It will probably be raining, but I won’t complain. I’ll just get wet. I don’t mind, it just makes me appreciate being dry later on even more.

On to Day 21. If something trips me up tomorrow and I do complain by accident I’ll be very slightly distraught. Maybe I’ll just take a vow of silence for the day.