You could say (if you were inclined to cliches) that I have a love-hate relationship with the internet.
On the one hand I make my living writing software. Even though I'm fairly early in my career and am by no means a "rockstar" programmer I have enough to live comfortably and have good future earning potential. I don't have to do any manual labor or deal with irate customers. The jobs I've had have been relatively low stress and when I've gotten bored or fed up with a job it's been incredibly easy to move to a new opportunity.
I was led to this career and can directly attribute what success I've had to things I read on the internet. Full stop. But even beyond my job and related knowledge it's hard to start to calculate the value I've reaped from frequent and extended bouts of drinking directly from the information firehose. Education, personal finance, life hacks, random trivia, socializing, entertainment, online shopping, etc. etc. etc.
Despite those benefits though I believe always-on access has been harmful to me. This is not a unique idea and I probably don't need to expand on the why too much, but it's one I've been thinking about for just about as long as I've been online.
I have a really hard time dealing with distractions and escapism online. Obviously the full brunt of the blame cannot be lied on the internet alone -- all it's really served as is an outlet for negative feelings from other sources. But I'm near certain it's constant presence has exacerbated things that e.g. my parents didn't have to deal with. This harmed my grades significantly (I believe) while in school, as one example.
When I moved into my first apartment after university I actually didn't sign up for internet service. I lived for 2 years by going to Starbucks and downloading things I thought I'd want access to later, falling back to a limited cell data plan when necessary, and leaning out over my balcony holding my laptop to connect to a spotty public hotspot when I really needed to. I kept it up until just before covid when I re-evaluated the cost/benefit.
All that to say the ways that I interact with the internet have been and continue to evolve. Here's what things look like today:
The above have so far proved a fairly effective means of managing how I interact with the internet without requiring much day-to-day willpower. A few set-and-forget steps and a couple of habits to build. The failure mode seems to be that I undo one or more of these, either because I really need to to accomplish something useful, or the siren song of escapism just gets too strong, and then the system stays broken for a number of days until I catch myself and summon the willpower to reset things.