Part of growing up has been teaching myself to not fight the system quite so much. At least when it comes to technology.
I almost grew up with computers. As far back as I can remember, we had at least two computers in our house. I got a blueberry clamshell iBook for Christmas when I was 14, but it was to supplement my desktop, not let me have my own computer for the first time. Back then, the landscape of harddrives was a wild and open frontier. You could create whatever folders you wanted, install applications basically wherever you wanted. Very little structure was imposed by the operating system, as far as how your files were organized. When OSs started enforcing user spaces, libraries, and default file locations, I rebelled strongly and fought to keep organizing things in intuitive, emotional ways. Yes, it was often chaotic, but it made sense to me.
But sometime in the past decade I stopped trying so hard to fight with my computers. I wanted to spend my energy in more creative ways than streamlining and optimizing directory trees, so I started using My Documents and let the images I created accumulate in Pictures. I don't like it, but I pick my battles.
Similarly, I prided myself in coding websites in notepad for years... at least until I discovered TextWrangler. Even still, I dug in with tables, then gradually learned to be comfortable with CSS. Back in the early 00s, I would rather not have a web page than have one designed in a WYSIWYG editor. Wordpress templates? Made them myself. Plugins? unpacked and modified until they did exactly what I wanted. After 15 years of complete control over my sites, both personal and professional, a company I worked for wanted to use SquareSpace back in 2016, and it was not a positive experience for me. Deep coded colors, styles, and behaviors are difficult to tame and customize, and the dispersal of settings was difficult to adjust to.
Today I found myself caught between a static webpage whose login credentials were crushed between shifting SMTP servers and the desire to have a low-stress, easy to update portfolio website. Suddenly SquareSpace became the path of least resistance. I knew I would get frustrated. I knew I would be semi-detached from it because the design couldn't be wholly my own. After a few hours of hating the cost, hating the lack of control, and hating the loss of ownership that SquareSpace represented, I remembered that this isn't the battle I want to spend my energy on.
I want to spend it on drawing weird shit.
TL;DR: I stopped fighting simplicity and signed up with SquareSpace.