That’s probably the key, Sherrye Richardson.
But the kind of writing I’m talking about is one that maximizes the misery in its every gory detail to keep the reader glued to the page.
And that hurts us all by encouraging rubbernecking and disbelief. As a result, we’re less compassionate as a society and those who make a living out of misery are forever upping the ante to get clicks.
What started out as a way to manage mental illness can eventually end up making it much worse. Pieces that lack self-compassion are easy to spot, feature clickbaity headlines, a lot of woe is me, and they’re not the norm, thankfully.
As for engagement, I truly don’t believe it’s a reflection on one’s editorial skills. the introvert makes some very valid points here, in a way that doesn’t mollycoddle anyone: