"Come on. Absolutely everyone does it."
"If absolutely everyone jumped off a bridge does that mean I should too?"
"Maybe. If everyone came back from jumping off the bridge alive and uninjured and continued to jump off bridges, sometimes for hours, and they told you that jumping off bridges was a super fun way to stay connected to your friends, particularly for someone like you who never goes out."
"I go out."
"Going to work doesn't count."
She had no reply to that.
"You can always quit, but you should try it at least a little."
"Okay. Fine. I'll set up account."
"I'll delete it tomorrow."
"If you want."
And that is how, after much cajoling from her bestie, she finally joined the newest social media fad. And she did not delete her account. Instead, she fell down the rabbit hole of
obsessive refreshing and
too little sleep and
dry eyes and
constant headaches and
meaningless comparisons and
OMG KITTENS! and
pointless envy and
random laughter and
occasional tears and
hating everyone and
wanting them all to love her and
the overwhelming loneliness of having too many "friends."
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What was that? Oh, just a brief fit of fiction. I usually write other stuff.
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