Alright, let’s talk about something that occupied a chunk of my time a while back. It started pretty innocently, just browsing online, you know, clicking around. I stumbled onto some videos, the name “Richie From Boston” popped up. Didn’t think much of it at first.
But then, one video led to another. Curiosity got the better of me. I started watching more regularly. It was kinda compelling, the way things were presented. Very direct, no messing around. I found myself spending evenings digging into these topics, things I hadn’t really considered before. It was like peeling back a layer, or at least that’s how it felt at the time.
Going Deeper
So, I kept watching. Became part of my routine for a bit. I’d finish work, grab something to eat, and then spend an hour or two catching up on the latest uploads or discussions sparked by them. It definitely made me look at news and events differently. Question things more, which isn’t necessarily bad, right?
But here’s the thing…
It started taking up a lot of headspace. I mean, a lot. I found myself bringing up these topics in conversations, maybe a bit too much. Friends would kinda look at me funny sometimes. It also made me feel kinda anxious, constantly thinking about all the heavy stuff being discussed. The world started to feel like a darker place through that lens.
- Spent less time on my hobbies.
- Felt more stressed generally.
- Arguments started popping up over differing views.
Pulling Back
There wasn’t one big moment, more like a gradual realization. I noticed I wasn’t enjoying things like I used to. Always feeling on edge, always looking for the ‘real story’ behind everything. It got exhausting. I realized I needed to disconnect a bit, for my own sanity.
So, I consciously decided to step away. Stopped seeking out the videos, unsubscribed from a few channels, including that one. Made an effort to engage with different kinds of content, lighter stuff, or things related to my actual offline hobbies. Started spending more time outdoors, working with my hands, just being present in the physical world again.
It took a little while to readjust, break the habit. But eventually, I felt lighter. The anxiety dialed down. I could have normal conversations again without trying to ‘wake people up’. It’s good to question things, sure, but getting lost down those rabbit holes? Wasn’t healthy for me. Finding balance is key, I guess. That was my journey with that whole thing.
