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