Well I spent years building on rented land. I curated, engaged, and created—only to realize I was the product, not the publisher. Algorithms dictated who saw my work. Platforms changed terms on a whim. Accounts disappeared overnight. Social media isn’t a home; it’s a hotel. You have a room key until they decide to remodel or kick you out. For the last decade, I played the game. I optimized for engagement, chased likes, and watched my best thoughts get buried by a shadow-ban or a change to an ...