I find Twitter claustrophobic.* It feels like being in a small dark room with everybody shouting. They’re all shouting about bad things, and some of them are shouting about how you are bad and the bad things are somehow your fault.
I find this on my private Twitter even though I only follow a couple of dozen friends. But through the magic of retweets I get to hear a load of condensed anger, blame and snark, from hundreds of strangers every day.
Facebook, however, has Wholesome Memes so is a net good for psychic wellbeing.
*While ‘claustrophobic’ is acceptable to mean ‘that which induces feelings of claustrophobia’, ‘claustrophobiogenic’ might be a more accurate term if one doesn’t mind being hated.