Staying off Facebook, TikTok (the official app for people whose attention span died in 2019), and the rest of the highlight-reel circus.
Look, I get it — you’re all living your best lives. Every vacation is life-changing, every meal is gourmet, every kid is a prodigy, and your kitchens are spotless 24/7. Meanwhile I’m over here watching my actual unfiltered reality and thinking, 'Damn, either you people have discovered the cheat code to life or you’re just really committed to the bit.'
Spoiler: it’s the bit.
You’re not lying, you’re just aggressively curating. I respect the hustle. But I’d rather deal with my own pile of dishes and kitchen arguments without the added bonus of feeling like everyone else won life while I’m still loading the dishwasher. Passive scrolling doesn’t give me connection, it just gives me FOMO and mild resentment toward people I haven’t talked to in six years.
So yeah, I’ll keep my 'behind-the-scenes' unedited and my actual friendships in the group chat or — wild concept — in real life. Y’all enjoy the performance though. Looks exhausting.
