Larry Lost His Life Tweet by Tweet
Larry Carlat, self-proclaimed Twitter addict, destroyed his life by Tweeting the days away. Larry used to be a married, employed and successful. Now the ex-editor of men’s magazine Men’s Health, became obsessed with Twitter, divorced, unemployed and desperate.
In a grim addiction memoir for NYT Magazine‘s Lives column, the tweetoholic describes tweeting “every hour on the hour, day and night”:
My tweets were a clear violation of the company’s social-media policy. I had a choice: to delete the account or face termination. Sensing that my days were numbered, and being ambivalent about the job anyway, I chose to fall on my sword.
About a month after I left the job, I separated from my wife […] I wrote something like, “I would’ve taken a bullet for my wife, but now I’d rather be the one pulling the trigger.” To me, it was just a joke. To my son, it was a disturbing remark about someone we both love. He threatened to stop following me on Twitter.
But still he had not hit rock bottom. Larry Carlat deleted the murder tweet, but even as “my habit started to feel less like a rush and more like a burden,” the tragic Twitter junkie could not break free. He only escaped his life-controlling prison of cyber exhibitionism last month, when he quit cold turkey:
Do I still have the occasional urge to tweet? Do I continue to compose tweets in my head? Do I miss my Twitter friends? Sure. But the immense weight of compulsion has been lifted. Now, before I go to sleep, I turn off my iPhone before I turn out the lights. When I wake up in the morning, my first thought is of making coffee, not of typing.
It’s a sad sad world when a social media petite blue bird named Twitter ruins a life. What ever happened to the good ol’ days, a simpler time when addiction meant alcohol or drugs?