I’ve been a Windows person for most of my life — not reluctantly, not passively, but proudly. I wasn’t just “using Windows”, I was basically in a long‑term relationship with it. I grew up with it, evolved with it, and mastered it to a level that probably wasn’t healthy.
I’ve used almost every version:
- Windows 95
- Windows 98
- Windows XP
- Windows 7
- Windows 8 (yes, even that one)
- Windows 10
- Windows 11
Each one shaped how I thought computers should work. Over the years I became a full‑blown Windows power user — the person who knew the registry paths, the hidden menus, the obscure fixes, the “don’t touch that or it’ll explode” settings. The person friends called when their PC misbehaved, as if I personally wrote the kernel.
Windows was home. Windows was familiar. Windows was mine. Like a slightly dysfunctional house you keep living in because you know where all the creaky floorboards are.
So when I say I had a “Windows head,” I mean it in the deepest sense: decades of habits, assumptions, and muscle memory baked in like geological layers.
Linux? Oh, I’d tried it. Ubuntu, a few times. Each attempt ended the same way: hardware issues, confusion, and me crawling back to Windows like, “I’m sorry, I’ll never leave again.” Every time I walked away thinking, Well, that was a waste of an afternoon.
Then one day, while using Windows 11, YouTube recommended a video praising Linux. On a whim — and I mean the kind of whim normally reserved for buying biscuits you don’t need — I clicked it.
The video was annoyingly compelling. So compelling that I immediately wanted to prove the person wrong. I was convinced Linux would end in tears, again. I wasn’t looking for a new OS. I wasn’t planning a switch. I wasn’t even hopeful.
I just wanted to poke holes in someone else’s enthusiasm. A noble mission.
Because I’d tried Ubuntu before, my brain naturally went there again. Old meant established. Old meant safe. Old meant “the proper one.”
So I searched for Ubuntu… and stumbled across Kubuntu.
I didn’t research it. I didn’t compare desktops. I didn’t read a single review. It took seconds to decide.
And because I was feeling mischievous, I made sure I used Edge — just so Microsoft would know I had downloaded Kubuntu. A tiny act of rebellion. A digital middle finger.
This was all just for fun. A little experiment. Nothing serious.
At least, that’s what I thought.
Somehow this tiny act of rebellion didn’t just pull me back into Linux — it convinced me to start this blog about the whole adventure. Whims are dangerous.
