Black Mirror

I was 14 when I started using WhatsApp and by 17 I was using all the social media that exist. I remember when I first started using WhatsApp. I was curious. Basically, I was awestruck that how I could send hundreds of messages to a small group of friends free of cost, with no limitation of only fifty messages per day.

After a while, I became greedy and anxious. the greed of having more friends on Facebook and anxious cause I used to feel that I have few friends to actually connect with. although I have hundreds of followers on Instagram I feel lonely. every time when I check my WhatsApp and I find messages only from family groups, I feel disappointed. It made me so insecure. I have stop loving time which I should be spending with my ownself. Now I see my self seeking a true friendship anonymously through different apps and neglecting what I have right in front of me.

I feel less adventurous and privileged when I see the story of the person I hardly know, on Snapchat, going on a beach. Though I could go too if I could just stop watching other stories and start living mine. my former best friend took revenge by posting his picture with his new friend with #newbff #friendsforever. The Irony was we met through social media. Which brings me to the question that does anything last forever in this fake world of social media? I don't think so, just like my resolution of not using WhatsApp till I complete writing my first wrytup, even though I knew that my self-control won't last that long. I am an addict, so much so that without checking my notification bar in every two seconds I feel detached to the entire world. All that I have learned so far is, social media creates an illusion of connectivity, yet detaches you from reality.