The Internet Mind 🧠📲

You know that weird in-between phase where you’re not exactly sad, not exactly okay, just... mentally buffering? Yeah, welcome to my current software update — stuck at 23% since last week. 🌀🤖 I’m not crying, I’m just... existing weirdly. Like I’ve got 37 tabs open in my head, and not a single one is loading. 📡 Wi-Fi? Emotional bandwidth? Both seem unstable. 📶🫠 I’m tired — but not sleepy. Hungry — but not for food. Lonely — but don’t wanna talk. Alive — but only in low power mode. 🛌🔋 🛑 Airplane mode ON. Notifications OFF. Just me and my thoughts playing musical chairs, and guess what? No one’s winning. 🎧😵‍💫 --- People keep saying: > “Talk to someone.” But how do I explain this vibe without sounding like a Tumblr quote from 2014? 😶‍🌫️📓 It’s not sadness. It’s not depression. It’s just... blankness. 🧊 Like a half-written caption you never post. Like a joke you laugh at but don’t feel. Like answering “I’m fine” in a tone that screams, “I’m falling apart but I don’t ha...

Ever opened Instagram’s Explore page for “just five minutes” and somehow ended up 45 minutes deep into a reel spiral of skincare routines 🧴, neon-lit dance battles 💃, crying girls in filters 😭, and a cake-cutting fail from 2017 🎂? Yeah. Same. It starts off so innocent — you just opened it while waiting for your Maggi to boil 🍜. One cute outfit reel 👗. One hair transformation ✂️. A cat video 🐱. And then BOOM — the algorithm hits you with: > “Top 5 signs he’s toxic 🚩” “This sound hits different when you’re healing silently 😢” “You thought it was love, but it was just unhealed trauma 💔” Like... ma’am please. I just wanted serotonin, not free emotional flashbacks with dramatic piano music 🎹. The worst part? The algorithm thinks I’m in shambles. 🫠 I liked one emotional reel and now Instagram’s like: “Aww. Poor thing. Let’s drown them in breakup edits and sad girl poetry.” 🧍‍♀️🪦 No! I’m fine! Maybe a little tired 💤, a little hungry 🍫, slightly emotionally unavailable... bu...

You ever just stare at your phone like… > “Why did I even open this app?” Then scroll for an hour, close it, reopen it again, and repeat? Yeah. Same . Welcome to the digital loop of doom. Where we don’t even know why we’re online anymore, but somehow can't log off either. 🙃 --- ✨ Let me expose myself a bit: 🧥 I’ve copied outfits because Pinterest girlies made it look aesthetic. 💬 I’ve changed the way I speak just because people online said “classy girls don’t say yaar.” 🌕 I’ve posted moon photos with deep quotes from Pinterest, like I’m going through a poetic awakening — when in reality, I didn’t even go out. I was literally doing house chores and saw the moon from my window 😭🌙 And don't even get me started on people crying in HD with ring lights on. Like bestie, are we grieving or launching a cinematic universe? 🎭📸 --- But the worst part? 📴 There was a time in 2023 or maybe 2024 when I kept deactivating all my socials. Deactivate → Reactivate → Regret → Deactiv...

Ever walked down the street with your earphones in… …and suddenly the wind hits your face, a sad song starts playing, and BAM — you’re in your fake music video? Welcome to Main Character Syndrome 💁‍♀️ Side effects include: staring dramatically out of auto-rickshaws like you're in a K-drama 🚖 pretending you’re on your healing journey when you just forgot your grocery list 🛒 making eye contact with a stranger and assuming it’s fate 👀 (spoiler: they just needed directions) ✨ Symptoms may worsen after 10pm and overexposure to Pinterest mood boards. ✨ --- But let’s talk real for a sec. Thanks to the internet, everything feels like it needs to be Aesthetic ™ now. 📸 Every moment = content 📉 Every meltdown = a plot twist 🌪️ Every vibe = curated chaos > But guess what? Sometimes you’re not in a coming-of-age movie. Sometimes... you're just tired and mildly dehydrated. 🫠 And it’s totally okay if: You cried in the bathroom and didn’t post a quote about it 😭 You had a peacefu...

Hey there, confused teen… or silent overthinker... Welcome to The Internet Mind — a blog born from one question: > “Am I even thinking my own thoughts anymore?” Because let’s be honest — We’re not just using the internet anymore. Half the time, it’s using us. I created this blog because me too. From buying shoes I didn’t need because someone on Pinterest had them, to spiraling over Insta stories posted by people who don’t even know I exist… At some point, it hits you: This shiny screen has way too much control over how we think, feel, and even dream. So here’s what this blog is not: ❌ Boring lectures ❌ Guilt-tripping tech detox rants ❌ A place that judges your screen time And here’s what it is: ✨ Honest (sometimes painfully) ✨ Witty, sarcastic, and soft ✨ A space to explore how scrolling is rewiring our brains ✨ A little nudge toward mindful, not mindless, internet use We’ll talk about: 📱 FOMO, doomscrolling, and “aesthetic” pressure 🧠 Algorithm anxiety and online identity drama...