The Dark Side of Social Media

From the outside, my life was a Pinterest board. Designer clothes, free vacations, aesthetic coffee cups, and half a million people double-tapping my face.

The breaking point came in Paris. I was standing in front of the Eiffel Tower at sunset, arguably one of the most beautiful sights in the world. But I wasn’t looking at it. I was obsessively checking the engagement rate on my last post.

I deleted everything the next day. No goodbye post. Just a clean break. Now, I watch sunsets with my own two eyes.