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Social media was supposed to connect us. Bring us closer. Inspire us.
Instead, it has become a circus of validation-seeking, trend chasing, and people who think a ring light and a Wi-Fi can make them philosophers.
Every time I scroll, I lose a little bit more hope in humanity. And no, I’m not talking about wars or politics—those, sadly, have always been around. What I’m talking about is the absolute epidemic of low self-esteem—the desperate need for being seen and validated at all costs. And this makes me wonder: Why are people doing this to themselves?
I scroll, and all I see are men and women obsessed with their bodies, posting gym pictures every single day. I mean, it’s good for them—I salute their consistency—but do we really need a daily reminder from every single person? It’s not even motivating anymore. All I can think is: how am I going to go to the gym with all these people already there? It must be packed!
It’s kind of sad that even something like a healthy lifestyle has turned into a trend. Welcome to the weight-lifting era—where sculpted bodies and protein shakes are the new status symbols.
Then comes the lips. Just lips. Somebody out there, one day, has decided that the new beauty standard are full lips, and now I scroll and all I see are photos of lips. Plump, glossy lips. They’re everywhere. So we get it—you’ve discovered fillers and filters. Congratulations—now what?
Even physical features have become a trend, and now you all look exactly the same, so you can even swap faces and no one will know.
Still, here’s the real kicker: many people don’t even know there’s an issue. The lack of self-awareness is almost impressive. Following every trend like it’s a spiritual calling, posting nonsense to be seen, to be liked. How about finding your real skill? Knowing what sets you apart from everyone else and focusing on it? Originality? Never heard of it?
Ah—oh! Let us not forget the influencers. The deep thinkers of our generation giving life advice like they’ve discovered the secret to the universe. I stop to listen, and I think to myself: God, what on earth are they teaching people?
Teenagers—and even kids—are consuming this content, and then we wonder why this generation is messed up. We are all messed up. The world has become a crazy place with all those money-hungry and attention-hungry people, willing to screw everyone around them for a moment in the spotlight.
But it doesn’t stop here. Oh no.
Now we got therapists—actual psychologists with massive followings—describing sexual abusers as “smart.” Groundbreaking. Enlightening. Horrifying. What a dangerously irresponsible thing to say! Another tells women they should satisfy their man’s sexual needs even when they’re uncomfortable—because apparently, consent is just a trendy word now stripped of its real meaning. This is how I know we are in deep trouble.
I know we are doomed when I watch some videos from women convinced that they’re not being supported because everyone is just too jealous. Or that their posts didn’t get interactions from other women only because they’re too pretty. Not because—maybe—their content is shallow as hell. No, of course not. It must be jealousy. Obviously. Because in this magical universe, if women don’t like you, they’re clearly threatened by your greatness.
Now you’ve got women all over the internet sharing each other’s content, showering each other with exaggerated compliments, just to avoid being called ”jealous.” And suddenly, the quote “women supporting women” has become the new trend. Not that it’s a bad thing—on the contrary. But let’s be honest: at this point, it’s just another trend.
And to add to that, everywhere I look, women are posting their faces with captions about their beauty. Do you really need to tell us? We have eyes—we can see. Bonus points for captions implying that other women can’t handle their beauty, or making sure that we know they’re being envied. Low self-esteem much?
Don’t get me wrong, I am not in any way bashing women. I’m only bashing women who label other women as “jealous” for simply not supporting their nonsense. I am bashing a world that teaches us that we need to look a certain way in order to be accepted or liked.
I am bashing a system where success is measured in followers, not integrity. A world where monetizing your image matters more than developing a mind of your own. A society that normalizes insanity disguised in depth and sophistication or even “authenticity.”
For most of my life, I thought I was crazy. I thought I was the weird one.
But the more I scroll, the more I realize: I might just be the sane one, living in an insane world.
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