The Cycle Goes On

Isn’t it weird how something matters so much to us at a certain point of time, but then it becomes so insignificant and soon something else replaces it?

The cycle goes on, as we most certainly never stop dreaming, probably because we never stop achieving. An achievement could be nothing more than just a new phase of life, as small as a new job.

But with every small achievement and every passing moment, what matters to us keeps changing as well. College friends that felt “highlight” worthy on your Instagram feed have now lost contact with you. They say “following to keep the friendship alive.” Isn’t that how it is now?

A simple unfollow could end your friendship with a mate who spent years sitting right next to you throughout school, because social media is our only means of socializing now. A simple like, share and comment is the bar to judge someone’s friendship. Your so called artist friends won’t consider you a true friend if you don’t help them earn likes on their mediocre artwork.

Well, who wants to accept the truth about themselves? Everyone clearly wants to feel the comfort of their mobile phones buzzing up with notifications of likes and comments, making them feel like the kings of the fucking world. But do you ever wonder, is it all worth it?

Is it all worth the trauma of not getting validation from your peers? Is it worth faking an identity just to get praised for being yourself? Is it worth slowly slipping into depression? Is it worth all the anxiety? I don’t know, but I am sure my therapist friends on social media would surely have an answer to that.

It is not easy to make an agenda out of everything and propagate your brand on social media by establishing how sensitive you’re, but I guess bullying the people around you in real life is.

You, who now cries for attention trying to put words in an order to make sense, once spent your time making fun of the ones who had the talent to do so!

You, sit at your home writing paragraphs about mental health, once murdered a sweet innocent child right in front of my eyes. But then again, the cycle goes on, for you!