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When Social Media Becomes a Mirror Maze

  • Writer: bdaniloff2008
    bdaniloff2008
  • Oct 31
  • 1 min read

Scrolling can feel like self-sabotage dressed up as self-care. One photo, one highlight reel, and suddenly I’m questioning my own timeline.It’s like walking through a maze of mirrors—every reflection warped, every “should” disguised as inspiration.

So I started asking one grounding question before I scroll: Am I here to connect or compare?


If it’s the second, I close the app. I go outside. I remember that sunsets don’t compete with each other; they just shine when it’s their turn.

 
 
 

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