I've never used cohost. But I miss it. | plume.pink

It's a strange feeling, missing something you've never been a part of or even saw. And yet, that is what the end of "cohost" makes me feel.

There has been an influx of Bear Blog users that are from cohost. Who transferred over their blog from there, and so on, and lots of them have that little stamp saying, I was on cohost. It's sad because reading them it feels like a bygone era. Something is over now and I'll never get to see it but it sounded amazing and people have such fondness for what it was. It's heartbreaking almost.

And the most beautiful aspect of it to me is that no one seems bitter. Everyone that I've read talking about cohost expressed the same feeling of, I'm glad it was a thing, I'm glad it happened. It feels like something that had space to grow and that ended relatively smoothly. It didn't crash and burn, it didn't sour toward the end. It didn't leave a bad taste in people's mouth. At the end of the day, it will only be good memories. How rare and precious is that on the internet?

It reminds of me of a small period during which, YouTube would often, out of the blue, recommend me a video from someone that I've had never heard off as they were quitting. You'd go in there and hear their stories, see the people in the comments who's been there since the beginning. Serving as a touching reminder that there are small communities out there, outside of the massive YouTubers and that sometimes, things end because it's time to move on, that it doesn't always have to crash and burn. A YouTuber is ending their career on YouTube because they felt like it was to move on and not as a reaction to a massive scandal they're ultimately responsible for is sadly refreshing.

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