< A suspiciously comforting solitude
It's so hard to suss out which things that we want are actually good for us. I ate potato chips for breakfast yesterday because I wasn't really thinking about it and I wanted them, and yet I am sure my long-term wellbeing would have been better served by something else.
At least with *leaving* the social connection technologies you can squint at the past for potential adjustments that might be useful to make in concert.
This is all new enough for us to not truly know, so perhaps not worrying too much is best. The past couple of decades of what is possible with information flow and connection is nothing like the previous 20,000 decades, as far as what our brains evolved to handle.
We're an experiment that is running itself, and mostly we don't even know it.