Logging off.
The internet used to be a place. You kept it in one room of your house, or one classroom at school. And this was mirrored by each site being its own fiefdom, mostly owned and operated by A Guy, and if you didn't like one site's rules or content then you just went somewhere else.
Now there's like four sites that matter, and all of them allow an angry mob to endlessly harass you if the wrong nutjob speaks your name, and your seven-inch pocket watch will buzz with each notification that someone told you to gargle thumbtacks.