Owning My Words

Over the last several years, we’ve all learned a pretty uncomfortable lesson: where you publish your words matters just as much as what those words say.

Once upon a time, there were platforms we trusted. Not just to host our thoughts, but to preserve them. To treat them as something more than just fuel for engagement metrics. We watched one of the most influential platforms on the internet get bought by the elite and promptly set on fire in the name of “free speech.” We’ve seen others quietly twist their algorithms, boosting some voices, burying others, and deciding for us what deserves to be seen.

Turns out, “free platform” often just means you’re the product.

I’ve meant to start my own blog for a long time. Years, honestly. It was always on the list, right after “refactor that side project” and “organize the garage.” But the last few years made something painfully clear: I should’ve done this a decade ago.

Because when I finally walked away from Twitter, I didn’t just leave a platform. I made the conscious decision to delete my account and everything I’d posted, because it no longer felt like a place I wanted to participate under its new ownership. That choice meant letting go of over ten years of thoughts, jokes, hot takes, conversations, and moments. A decade of my words, gone, because I decided they didn’t belong there anymore.

Sure, new platforms are popping up. Bluesky and others are trying to rebuild something better, and I genuinely hope they succeed. But I don’t think I’ll ever fully trust a centralized platform the way I once did. Not again. The curtain’s been pulled back too far.

So here we are.

This blog isn’t about chasing algorithms, building a following, or optimizing for engagement. It’s about ownership. These are my words, hosted on my space, under rules I control. No surprise policy changes. No silent reach throttling. No waking up to find that the floor moved overnight.

What will you find here? A little bit of everything. Programming and side projects. Gaming victories and frustrations. Music, television, and whatever else happens to grab my attention on a given day. Sometimes thoughtful. Sometimes opinionated. Occasionally unfinished. Always honest.

I’m in control now.

So welcome to my corner of the internet. Buckle up, buttercup, it might get a little bumpy.

- Delebrin