After 13 years, this is my final post on 4chan. I left a while ago, and I need to tell you something I never thought I'd say: I don't miss it. At all. In fact, I feel better in ways I didn't even know were possible.

This place doesn't just waste your time - it steals it. Hours, days, years lost to meaningless threads, recycled jokes, and arguments that go nowhere. You tell yourself you're here for the real talk, the uncensored truth, but most of what's left is either bots, schizos, or people so terminally online they've forgotten how to think like human beings.

Worse than the time, though, is what it does to you. Without even realizing it, you start adopting its cynicism, its cruelty, its detachment. Things that would've once made you cringe - or better yet, feel something - just become more content to scroll past. You laugh at things you shouldn't. You dismiss things you should care about. You become a parody of yourself, all while convincing yourself you're the one who gets it.

And for what? None of it matters. None of it ever mattered. The threads vanish. The insults are forgotten. The wars are just pixels on a screen. The only real, lasting thing is what you lose - your patience, your attention span, your ability to enjoy anything without irony.

Without the addiction of 4chan, I've had the drive, time and energy to pursue things that make me actually feel good. I've got healthier. I've read books. I've engaged in my hobbies. All without feeling anchored to this website I deep down truly despise.

I won't lie and say life outside is perfect. But it's quieter. Clearer. I can think without hearing this place's voice in my head. I can have normal conversations. I can like things again.

If you're reading this and even part of you wants to leave - just leave. Just close the tab. You won't regret it.

I shall not be monitoring this thread. It either gets noticed or it doesn't.

Goodbye, and good luck.