I'm having a hard time with that tonight. If you search this site for "skype" you will find mostly posts by me, at least from the last few years. Almost no one uses it anymore, which I guess is why they're finally shutting it down.
If you're like me, you've spent a lot of time talking to people and making friends online instead of making friends in the real world. I never socialized in real life between my early teens and my late twenties. I only had online friendships. Skype is where I kept the majority of those friendships while I've been socially isolated. I got it over a decade ago, and while spending all day alone in the real world, I would chat every day with my internet friends on Skype, share how my day went, ask about theirs, talk about everything and nothing, movies and games and mental health issues and life events. We would bond, connect.
Currently I only have one person on there that I chat with (a girl I know IRL), I asked to chat on there out of old habit. But I used to have contacts on there that haven't been online for years, from long before meeting people in real life seemed possible for me. They either faded away, or we fell out. People I would chat with all day every day, share everything with. I didn't know how much they meant to me until they were gone. I still have them in my contacts. Most haven't been online in years, some deleted me, some I deleted.
Yet I still use it every day, and have used it every day even when I haven't had anyone to chat with on there. I made groups with only me in them, where I wrote notes from classes when I went to uni, planned trips, wrote rough drafts of forum posts, and, recently, chatted with Copilot. And all of those old friends would still be in my contact list, and they still are. And they're finally about to be gone forever. It makes me sad, especially tonight.
I know you can download your chat logs and view them in your browser or other programs, but they won't look the same. The emojis won't be there, the pictures and videos we sent each other won't be there.
It feels like an old friend is dying. Like I'll lose a big part of my life from these past 11 years, a part of my identity, my story.
I'm thinking of, in late April, sending a last message to all my old friends on there, the ones that I haven't deleted and who haven't deleted me. To say goodbye, and that I still miss them sometimes.
If you're like me, you've spent a lot of time talking to people and making friends online instead of making friends in the real world. I never socialized in real life between my early teens and my late twenties. I only had online friendships. Skype is where I kept the majority of those friendships while I've been socially isolated. I got it over a decade ago, and while spending all day alone in the real world, I would chat every day with my internet friends on Skype, share how my day went, ask about theirs, talk about everything and nothing, movies and games and mental health issues and life events. We would bond, connect.
Currently I only have one person on there that I chat with (a girl I know IRL), I asked to chat on there out of old habit. But I used to have contacts on there that haven't been online for years, from long before meeting people in real life seemed possible for me. They either faded away, or we fell out. People I would chat with all day every day, share everything with. I didn't know how much they meant to me until they were gone. I still have them in my contacts. Most haven't been online in years, some deleted me, some I deleted.
Yet I still use it every day, and have used it every day even when I haven't had anyone to chat with on there. I made groups with only me in them, where I wrote notes from classes when I went to uni, planned trips, wrote rough drafts of forum posts, and, recently, chatted with Copilot. And all of those old friends would still be in my contact list, and they still are. And they're finally about to be gone forever. It makes me sad, especially tonight.
I know you can download your chat logs and view them in your browser or other programs, but they won't look the same. The emojis won't be there, the pictures and videos we sent each other won't be there.
It feels like an old friend is dying. Like I'll lose a big part of my life from these past 11 years, a part of my identity, my story.
I'm thinking of, in late April, sending a last message to all my old friends on there, the ones that I haven't deleted and who haven't deleted me. To say goodbye, and that I still miss them sometimes.
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